The Quest for Immortality

Opposite, Lugu seized this flaw and immediately shouted fiercely, slashing down with his knife.

Bone was terrified half to death by Sishen, unable to resist, he could only do his best to turn sideways.

As the blood-colored blade flashed by, an arm was chopped off forcibly.

Bone let out a beast-like painful roar, at this time Sishen’s huge, icy hand was also reaching for his throat.

Though the force wasn’t great.

Yet in pain and panic, Bone still felt inexplicably terrified.

It was only now he understood this was a certain death trap.

Sishen wasn’t dead at all, he had come for revenge!

Lugu and Sishen, these two brothers, had deliberately set up a scheme to dismember him in this valley! .

Not good! I’m going to die!

Bone’s pupils trembled, suddenly bursting forth with a great will to survive, directly activating the White Bone Barbarian Armor on his body, initiating self-explosion.

The Barbarian Armor exploded, blasting away Lugu and the already lifeless corpse of Sishen.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Bone crazily fled for his life.

He was afraid of being left behind by Lugu, and even more afraid of facing the fierce god Sishen, thus he pushed his Escape Skill to the extreme, transforming into a burst of white smoke and escaping.

Lugu pursued Bone.

Just before leaving, he glanced back at his brother’s silent, mountain-like giant corpse, seeing him stand in the night like a Demon God, seeing the eerie blue in his brother’s deep black eye sockets.

A cold glint flashed in Lugu’s eyes, but he said nothing, instead he activated his movement technique, continuing to pursue Bone.

After Lugu and his companions left, long passed before a bright blue figure gradually emerged in the pitch-black night.

It was Mo Hua.

Mo Hua glanced at Lugu and his companion, calculating the situation in his mind, and nodded slightly.

Then he turned his head again and looked at Sishen’s corpse.

In the night, Sishen stood before Mo Hua like a small mountain, his presence truly terrifying.

But Mo Hua knew the ”Sishen” before him was just an empty shell.

The Small Spirit Core Formation could only provide limited control and extremely weak drive.

Besides utilizing his infamous reputation, the Sishen before him had almost no combat ability.

”If... he could truly have the power to fight, that would be great...”

Mo Hua looked at Sishen’s corpse, his eyes flickering with light.

...

On the other side, Lugu did not pursue for long, because he really couldn’t catch up.

Bone fled too quickly, without the slightest hesitation, for he knew once he slowed down, caught in Sishen and Lugu’s siege, death was almost certain.

As for why only Lugu chased him, and Sishen did not act.

In the midst of life and death escape, Bone had no time to think about these things, under Sishen’s years of accumulated might, all he wanted was to escape, daring not to think of anything else.

Lugu also remembered Mo Hua’s instructions: ”Do not pursue desperate bandits,” so after chasing for a while, realizing he couldn’t catch up, he returned.

Because there was still the overall situation to clean up.

In such a decisive battle between main departments, with General Bone defeated and fled, his followers could only be routed.

Many barbarian soldiers of the Bone Tribe scattered, but quite a few remained.

Lugu claimed that as long as they surrendered, he would not hold them accountable for their mistakes, wouldn’t kill or punish them, nor would he demote them to barbarian slaves, and besides that, he had some very ”generous and pleasing” things to say.

These words were taught by Mo Hua, of course.

This time Lugu didn’t dare not to look at the answers, to play freely.

And Lugu was originally a General of the Shugu Department, his prestige higher than Bone’s, so when he said this, most of the defeated soldiers of the Bone Tribe surrendered one by one.

Lugu did indeed keep his promise, didn’t punish them, but after sorting out, incorporated those barbarian soldiers under his command.

While Lugu was organizing the barbarian soldiers, Mo Hua was doing another task.

He wanted to initially attempt liberating the barbarian slaves of the Great Wilderness.

But such matters can’t be rushed, can only proceed step by step, Mo Hua then planned to start with these surrendered barbarian slaves from the Shugu Department.

He gathered these barbarian slaves together as a Shaman, wearing a solemn expression, he said:

”You are sinners, you are slaves.”

”You might have committed filthy crimes in the present world, or filthy blood flows within you.”

”You are servants, you are maids, living at the bottom of the Great Wilderness, never seeing daylight, whether alive or dead, no one cares.”

”But now, the Divine Lord gives you an opportunity for ’rebirth.’”

”You only need to convert to the Divine Lord, pledge loyalty to the Divine Lord, in the upcoming war, kill enemies, or serve the Divine Lord diligently, establish merit, and the Divine Lord can absolve your sins, letting you become His ’servants.’”

”You become the Divine Lord’s servants, as long as you believe in the Divine Lord, act according to the Divine Lord’s will, then aside from the Divine Lord, no one can convict you anymore. Any tribe cultivator will no longer wantonly beat, even kill you.”

”Though you are servants, you are the Divine Lord’s servants.”

”As long as you honor the Divine Lord’s name, you can walk boldly and openly on the land of the Great Wilderness...”

These words caused a violent stir among the barbarian slaves.

They never thought they would encounter such a thing, nor had they ever thought the Shaman lord could grant them such a favor.

They didn’t know whether these words were true, but they still knelt on the ground one after another, worshiping Mo Hua:

”Thank you, Shaman lord, for the favor.”

”Thank you, Divine Lord, for forgiveness.”

”Shaman lord is wise.”

”Divine Lord is immortal.”

The number of barbarian slaves was huge, for a moment, their voices like mountain and sea, shaking people’s hearts.