The Quest for Immortality

The Twelve Scripture Taotie Spirit Corpse Formation is hidden inside the back of the skull of that whitebone Evil God statue with a human face and ram horns, the one Mr. Tu offered up that symbolizes the Great Wilderness Evil God.

In the cranial fissure of this half ”corrupted” Barbarian God statue that the Shugubu offered, Taotie Formation Patterns are also carved...

Taotie!

For a moment, raging waves crashed through Mo Hua’s heart.

Beside him, Dan Zhu saw Mo Hua, without a word, leap straight onto the Barbarian God statue’s head, and his expression froze in shock. ”Gentleman, what are you...?”

Mo Hua didn’t mince words and said directly, ”Call some people over and have them chop this Barbarian God statue’s head off.”

Dan Zhu’s heart jolted. ”Decapitate it?! But this is the Barbarian God...”

Mo Hua shook his head. ”It’s not a Barbarian God, it’s a Demon Wraith that falsely borrows the name of the ’Barbarian God’ to defy the Divine Lord. We need to cut off its head, as a warning to the rest.”

”This...” Dan Zhu hesitated. ”All right.”

Dan Zhu called over a few Barbarian Soldiers, but before they could move, a sharp cry rang out: ”You mustn’t!”

Dan Zhu turned his head and saw Iron Skill Bone, who had washed off his whitebone face paint and always behaved very properly until now, trembling in terror as he spoke:

”You mustn’t! You mustn’t show disrespect to Barbarian God Lord! Once you anger Barbarian God Lord, you’ll suffer retribution!”

Mo Hua said, ”Your Barbarian God Lord is already dead.”

Iron Skill Bone shook his head. ”Barbarian God Lord is undying and unextinguished.”

Mo Hua had no way to reason with this ”blockhead,” so he said, ”Ignore him. Cut.”

Intimidated by Mo Hua’s aura, Iron Skill Bone didn’t dare to interfere, he could only stew in anxious anger.

But the other Barbarian Soldiers of the Danque Tribe, seeing that they were about to dismantle the Barbarian God statue and even saw off Barbarian God Lord’s head, all showed fearful expressions and didn’t dare step forward.

They worshiped Shaman Lord, but to personally act in a way that left Barbarian God Lord’s body and head separated still felt somewhat ”audacious to the extreme.”

Seeing this, Dan Zhu said, ”I’ll do it.”

He was the one chosen by the ”Divine Lord,” and trusted Mr. Witch more than anyone.

And seeing Young Master Dan Zhu personally take action, the other Barbarian Soldiers couldn’t keep hesitating, and all stepped up to help.

Though they still feared the Barbarian God, this was an order from ”Shaman Lord.” With Shaman Lord’s protection, they shouldn’t suffer divine punishment.

All the more so since the Young Master was risking himself; how could they, as ordinary Barbarian Soldiers, keep shrinking back?

Dan Zhu urged his Golden Core Power, condensing it into a scarlet Mystic Fire blade, and directly severed the Barbarian God statue’s head.

More than a dozen other Barbarian Soldiers caught the detached Barbarian God head and, working together, set it down on the ground.

Mo Hua first took a look at the broken neck of the Barbarian God statue. Seeing that below the neck there were no more Taotie Patterns, only then did he nod, jump down from the statue, and step to stand before the massive whitebone Barbarian God head.

Iron Skill Bone saw this scene and his pupils constricted.

In his ”dream,” that Divine Skillwielding ”Golden Boy” had also done just this—after cutting off the Barbarian God’s head, he stepped atop the Barbarian God statue.

What was happening now was actually eight or nine parts similar to what he had seen in his ”dream.”

Even the face of this ”Shaman Lord” looked similar to that ”Golden Boy.”

Iron Skill Bone’s emotions surged for a moment.

Mo Hua paid him no mind, and instead released his Divine Sense to probe the mysteries within the giant Barbarian God skull.

But his Divine Sense actually couldn’t infiltrate.

The giant Barbarian God statue’s head seemed to be a ”sealed” space that barred all prying eyes.

Any Divine Sense that drew near was completely ”devoured.”

Mo Hua frowned.

He reached out and touched the Taotie Patterns inside the crack. After pondering for a bit, he took out the Formation Pen and, following the path of the Formation Patterns, traced some ink lines across the Barbarian God skull.

After finishing the drawing, Mo Hua turned to look at Dan Zhu and said:

”Follow these lines and help me ’open the skull’ of this statue.”

”Open the skull?” Dan Zhu’s expression changed slightly.

Iron Skill Bone looked even more terrified. ”Shaman Lord!”

Mo Hua didn’t bother explaining further and simply said, ”Open.”

Dan Zhu nodded.

The head had already been chopped off by him; splitting the skull open again didn’t matter.

Iron Skill Bone wanted to stop them, but he was no match for Dan Zhu at all, and he was even more afraid of angering Mo Hua and inviting calamity, so he could only stand aside and watch with eyes wide open.

This Barbarian God statue was made from extremely tough stone, inlaid with all kinds of sturdy Monster Beast white bones, and was inherently difficult to damage.

All the more because it symbolized a ”deity”; from the day it was erected, no one had ever dared profane it in the slightest.

But it was unlucky enough to run into Mo Hua.

And into a Golden Core Realm prodigy, Dan Zhu, who obeyed Mo Hua’s every word.

Dan Zhu urged his Golden Core Power, condensing it into a crystalline Mystic Fire blade, and performed ”fine cutting” along the ink lines Mo Hua had drawn.

The vermilion Golden Core Power was like a blade of fire, following the ink lines as the massive Barbarian God skull was carved open bit by bit.

About an hour later, with a thunderous boom, the Barbarian God’s skull split open.

As the Barbarian God skull shattered, an ancient and putrid aura instantly flooded the great hall.

Iron Skill Bone felt as if his liver and gall had shattered, a deep chill surging up from within.

”Barbarian God Lord really has been decapitated and ’had his skull opened.’”

”We’re going to be struck down by heaven...”

Iron Skill Bone, panicking, hastily raised his head and looked all around, unable to stop his entire skeleton from trembling.

But he saw nothing at all, and had no idea what this socalled ”divine punishment” actually was.

Dan Zhu also sensed a strange aura and his expression grew solemn.

Even Mo Hua knitted his brows tightly.

”This aura... where does it come from...”

Mo Hua sniffed lightly, distinguishing for a moment, and felt a bit puzzled:

”There really is a faint trace of a ’godly’ scent in it, along with some stench of rot, and a kind of indescribable causal qi... It’s just a pity that too much time has passed; it’s almost impossible to trace it back...”