Chapter 973: Collapse God

The sword light recedes and scatters, and all fluctuations cease.

Inside the temple hall, the surroundings are dead silent, with only the slight sound of Mo Hua breathing, utterly exhausted.

After several fierce battles, this strike from the God-Slaying Sword had almost depleted all his divine thoughts.

And in the center of the great hall, the evil fetus was also split in two.

One half was blood-red, full of deformed tumors, fused with demon limbs, a sheep-horned monster resembling a blood-and-flesh embryo.

The other half was a golden body.

A body of golden armor, bearing an extraordinary presence, although half of the body had been chopped off, it still possessed a divine and pure aura.

It was precisely Huangshan Lord.

The scene before him also aligned with Mo Hua’s prediction.

The gap in realms between him and this evil fetus was too great; even with the God-Slaying Sword, he could not necessarily kill it completely.

What's more, this was originally a "dead fetus," difficult to define how it could even be considered dead.

If he couldn't kill it, then all his previous efforts would be wasted.

Therefore, Mo Hua could only take another path.

Borrow the sharpness of the God-Slaying Sword style, plus the law of the Heavenly Demon Severing Emotion Path, to sever positive and evil, chop open the divine body, and completely separate Huangshan Lord and the evil fetus.

This way, he could save Huangshan Lord.

At the same time, he could also greatly weaken the evil fetus's strength.

And Huangshan Lord was his "friend." As long as he was free from the evil fetus's control, he would naturally become his helper.

Thus, in one exchange, it was equivalent to turning half of the evil fetus's strength to his own use.

He himself could stand in an undefeated position, and this evil fetus could only be manipulated by him.

And now, Mo Hua's goal was finally achieved.

Huangshan Lord was finally saved by him.

Huangshan Lord also gazed slightly, a little disbelieving.

"Unexpectedly... truly... separated..."

A wisp of Severing Self Forgetting Emotion aura remained on the wound of the divine body, completely isolating all auras, severing his connection with the evil fetus.

Was it because... of the Heavenly Demon Path?

Was this child a person, a god, or a demon?

How could he possibly cultivate the Heavenly Demon Path, and how could he learn it?

Huangshan Lord marveled and was puzzled in his heart.

Mo Hua then let out a long breath, slowly straightened his body, and smiled, "Mountain Lord..."

Mid-sentence, the smile on Mo Hua’s face solidified again, and his expression gradually became solemn.

The evil fetus and Huangshan Lord were thoroughly cut off.

Positive and evil were distinct.

But clearly only the pure divine thoughts of Huangshan Lord's body, yet again began to seep out threads of blood bit by bit, the threads of blood gradually turning black, turning into pus and blood, growing rotten flesh, and being polluted bit by bit.

Mo Hua was silent.

Huangshan Lord looked at all this, seemingly not surprised. He raised his head to look at Mo Hua, and gently sighed:

"I said before, you cannot save me."

"I am the evil fetus, and the evil fetus is also me..."

"Even if separated, I will still gradually degenerate towards an evil god, even if I become a god again..."

Mo Hua's gaze dimmed a few points.

The majestic Huangshan Lord's gaze became gentle, half regretful and half grateful as he looked at Mo Hua:

"However, you did help me... giving me the opportunity to end this deep-seated grudge, to uphold the dignity of a god, no longer suffer the humiliation of the Great Wasteland Evil God, and be free from this endless nightmare..."

Mo Hua was startled, slowly raised his head, "Mountain Lord, you..."

Evil energy was still spreading, Huangshan Lord's momentum changed, golden light dazzling between, transforming into the main body of a god, a huge Huang Great Immortal.

His origin was burning, divine power surging to the extreme, even to the verge of self-destruction.

Mo Hua understood what Huangshan Lord wanted to do, and his heart was immediately shocked, shouting: "Mountain Lord!"

Huangshan Lord turned back, his narrow eyes gazing at Mo Hua, a look of determination to die within his gaze, and at the same time a deep and heavy hesitation and indecision.

He seemed to be at war with heaven and human in his heart, entangled with something.

This matter seemed even more important than his life.

In the end, he deeply looked at Mo Hua one last time, his eyes complex, containing both helpless trust and a glimmer of hope.

"What is your name?"

Mo Hua was startled, and said: "Mo Hua."

Huangshan Lord nodded, and solemnly said: "Suppose we truly are friends, I entrust you with one thing..."

"Bring my..." Huangshan Lord's voice paused, "...leave Lonely Mountain."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, he fundamentally didn't understand what Huangshan Lord was saying.

"Mountain Lord, what..."

But Huangshan Lord already said nothing more, but waved his sharp claws, driving surging divine thought power, and slapped Mo Hua flying.

The manifested body of Huangshan Lord was incomparably strong.

Mo Hua was fundamentally unable to resist this power. He was wrapped in this divine power and flew all the way out of the great hall, gently landing on the ground.

After sending Mo Hua out of the great hall, Huangshan Lord raised his head and let out a long howl. The peak third-grade divine power began to boil, finally manifesting into one mountain peak after another.

These mountain peaks, completely condensed from divine power, were dazzling with golden light, like substance, sealing the entire great hall completely dead.

Divine ability, Burial Mountain.

Divine power began to collapse, and the divine mountain began to collapse.

For a moment, it was like mountains collapsing and the ground cracking, with roaring sounds ringing out.

This shocking power actually contained a trace of the law of "collapse," making Mo Hua's heart palpitate endlessly.

Just like an array collapsing.

But this collapse was not an array, not spiritual power, but divine thoughts.

Huangshan Lord utilized a divine ability, collapsing his own third-grade divine thoughts from the most fundamental place, producing killing power that even made Mo Hua feel terrified.

If this power were to explode, the entire nightmare would turn to ashes, and everyone would die.

But just like an array collapsing, the stronger the power, the more restrained it is.

In order not to injure Mo Hua, Huangshan Lord specifically limited the collapse power of his divine thoughts within the great hall.

The entire great hall was filled with destructive and silent extinction power.

For an instant, Mo Hua even saw the transformation of the heavenly way into black law after the collapse of thought power.

His eyes reflected the magnificent yet terrifying "God Extinction" flower.

But only for that instant.

Soon, surging and violent divine thoughts flowed in reverse, filling the entire great hall.

Then, everything disappeared without a trace, returning to nothingness.

All auras, all gone.

Mo Hua's heart palpitations just settled. He hesitated for a moment, slowly stepped into the temple, and then saw that after experiencing several fierce battles, the temple, which was originally on the verge of collapse, had completely become ruins.

Large pieces of golden and magnificent walls had been collapsed into ashes.

There was also a giant pit on the ground.

Other than this, nothing. Everything perished, everything was erased.

The evil fetus was gone, and Huangshan Lord was also gone.

The lonely Huangshan God, the peak third-grade Huangshan Lord, perished together with that evil fetus.

"Mountain Lord... died..."

Mo Hua's heart was slightly sore.

Suddenly, a causal energy machine trembled.

Mo Hua was startled, released his divine consciousness, and swept the temple again. Only then did he discover a wisp of weak golden light in the center of the great hall.

Mo Hua approached to take a look, and his eyes slowly widened.

Divine marrow!

This was a wisp of pure golden, third-grade divine marrow!

"Mountain Lord?"

Mo Hua perceived a bit, sighed, and felt some regret in his heart.

This was pure divine marrow, without a trace of will.

Mountain Lord had completely died.

This golden light-dazzling divine marrow was more like... a "gift" Huangshan Lord left for himself.

This was pure golden third-grade divine marrow.

Compared to the previous divine marrow, it was even purer and more precious.

Even Mo Hua could feel an opportunity to break through twenty patterns of divine consciousness from it.

Mo Hua's heart was grateful, and at the same time, he had some doubts.

"Mountain Lord is so good to me, is it... that he wants me to do something?"

Mo Hua recalled Huangshan Lord's last sentence:

"Suppose we are truly friends... bringing my... leave Lonely Mountain."

Bringing what?

Perhaps...

But Mo Hua felt that it wasn't quite right. He vaguely felt that this divine marrow was specifically left by Huangshan Lord for himself.

Because the divine marrow that had reached his mouth could not be let go.

Huangshan Lord could not possibly not understand how strong the temptation of divine marrow was to gods, and even to god-like existences.

What's more, looking at Huangshan Lord's entangled expression at the time, he was clearly entrusting something more important...

Even, he dared not say it out loud.

"What is it?"

Mo Hua frowned, and for a moment, he couldn't quite figure it out.

He pondered for a moment again. Suddenly, the top of his head trembled, and stones fell, collapsing into thought threads. There were also slight cracks on the ground.

"Not good..."

Mo Hua suddenly realized that the evil fetus had died, and the nightmare was beginning to collapse.

"Xun Elder..."

Mo Hua hurriedly stood up, wanting to see how Xun Elder and the others were doing, whether they had been affected, but just as he took a step, a huge repulsive force came, the space cracked open, forming a virtual and real vortex, completely pulling Mo Hua in.

The evil fetus was the center of the nightmare.

As soon as the evil fetus died, the entire nightmare also began to collapse from the temple.

Mo Hua was the first to suffer, and was the first to be sent away.

After Mo Hua disappeared, the dream still collapsed bit by bit.

In a corner of the great hall, a place no one noticed, not even Mo Hua detected, a half section of dragon bone still remained.

Above the dragon bone, a wisp of the collapse power of divine thoughts remained.

This collapse power disintegrated the dragon bone bit by bit.

The dragon energy on the dragon bone was also resisting this destructive power.

Suddenly, the dragon bone trembled, revealing an eye pupil. This eye pupil was turbid and old, precisely Second Elder's eyes.

He deeply looked at the place where Mo Hua disappeared, and murmured the name in his mouth:

"Mo Hua..."

Then the dragon energy dissipated, and the dragon bone completely collapsed.

But before the dragon bone collapsed, the dream collapsed first. The trace of lingering regret of Second Elder, which was parasitizing in the dragon bone, also left the nightmare and drifted away, not knowing where it went...

Qian Xue State Boundary.

Qian Dao Sect.

At the same time the evil fetus died, a layer of evil and strange, hazy causal fog dispersed.

The Shen Family Old Ancestor, who was just in sitting meditation and cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes, covered his chest, and felt a sudden and inexplicable palpitation in his heart.

"What happened..."

The Shen Family Old Ancestor frowned, pinched his fingers to calculate, and immediately his expression changed dramatically, and he shouted: "Come!"

A trusted elder of the Shen Family walked in and cupped his hands, "Old Ancestor."

"Quick," the Shen Family Old Ancestor said in a trembling voice, "Go to Lonely Mountain, and eliminate the karma..."

The trusted elder of the Shen Family was startled and said in a low voice: "Old Ancestor, the movement is too big, it will probably cause other families to detect..."

"Can't care so much, go quickly!" the Shen Family Old Ancestor scolded, "Mobilize all the people who can be mobilized, use fire techniques, fire talismans, fire arrays, and burn all those things..."

The Shen Family elder saw the Old Ancestor so flustered for the first time, and a chill immediately ran down his spine, realizing that the problem might be more serious than he thought.

"Yes!" the Shen Family elder cupped his hands and then hurriedly retreated.

The Shen Family Old Ancestor sat dryly in place, his brows tightly locked, and his heart was still uneasy.

"How could it leak..."

"And, where did this ancient evil energy come from, and who... could actually deceive even me..."

At the same time the Shen Family Old Ancestor became aware.

Taixu Gate, Elder Residence.

Xun Old Mister, who was just fiddling with a compass and recording something, also immediately felt a jump in his heart.

He returned the derivation of the current compass to its position, then deduced a bit towards the direction of Lonely Mountain, his expression suddenly changed, pinched a sword talisman, and sent it out.

Not long after, Xun Zixian walked over and respectfully said:

"Old Ancestor."

Xun Old Mister said in a deep voice: "The matter cannot be delayed, you bring some sect elders and immediately go to Lonely Mountain."

"Lonely Mountain?"

"There... a big karma has been exposed," Xun Old Mister's expression was solemn, "And... Mo Hua is also there."

Xun Zixian's heart trembled, and he immediately nodded and said:

"Good!"

Not only the Old Ancestors of Qian Dao Sect and Taixu Gate, but also some Old Ancestors from other major families and sects successively detected the anomaly.

"There is something strange in the northwest direction..."

"Shen Family's territory?"

"You send people over..."

"Don't alert the enemy, don't alarm the Shen Family..."

"Probe for information, get as much as you can..."

"This old fox also has times when he misses..."

"See if we can get some leverage..."

"How can one walk by the river often without getting their shoes wet..."

"... Find ways to bite off a mouthful of fat meat."

Messages were sent out one after another from the high levels of the families and sects. A group of cultivators, either openly or secretly, either pretending to be unintentional or deliberately, gathered towards the direction of Lonely Mountain.

The situation was changing, and undercurrents began to surge.

Lonely Mountain, inside the temple.

Mo Hua groggily woke up. For a while, his eyes couldn't open. Accompanied by some slight ringing in his ears, he vaguely heard someone muttering, mixed with the sound of a blade cutting flesh.

"The imperial descendant of the Great Wasteland..."

"... what is so remarkable... ultimately just a puppet of the God Lord, a slave of a higher level..."

"Your only use is this body's bloodline."

"... The imperial clan's bloodline is the foundation of the Great Wasteland Industry Dragon."

"Now, this dragon pattern has been nurtured and will welcome its new master, and you... are unworthy. You should just bury your ambition forever at the bottom of this Lonely Mountain..."

This voice was hoarse like a wild beast, not like a human voice.

Mo Hua tried hard to open his eyes and could vaguely see a fuzzy figure. Then his line of sight gradually cleared.

He saw the scene before him.

A pale-skinned, distorted-featured human demon was peeling off Tu Ao's skin.

This scene was bloody.

What surprised Mo Hua even more was that on the head of this pale human demon, another human head had appeared at some point.

This human head was not a real object, but a blood-colored virtual shadow.

The face was refined, yet with a hint of madness. The temperament was elegant, yet with a hint of violence.

Although he had never seen this face, through the tie of karma, Mo Hua instinctively guessed his identity for the first time:

Mister Tu!

This pale human demon was unexpectedly Mister Tu's flesh puppet!

And at the same time Mo Hua opened his eyes, "Mister Tu," who was parasitizing in the human demon, also detected the anomaly.

He held a sacrificial knife in his right hand and the unpeeled human skin in his left, sinisterly turned his head, and exchanged glances with Mo Hua, his ferocious pupils full of puzzlement.

"You... are not dead?"

"Impossible... You entered the God Lord's nightmare, it's impossible not to die, impossible to escape..."

"God Lord, he..."

"Mister Tu" sensed something in his heart, then his entire expression changed, becoming incomparably terrified:

"Where is the God Lord!"

"My lord... How is he gone!"

His eyes suddenly became extremely ferocious, staring dead at Mo Hua, his voice hoarse and screaming:

"What exactly did you do?"

"Quick! Tell me!"

"Where is my lord's divine fetus!"

"Why did it disappear!!"