Chapter 794 - 792: The Opportunity for Immortality Emerges

Chapter 794: Chapter 792: The Opportunity for Immortality Emerges

Xu Sheng watched Mo Lin’s aura change, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

"You hid that much stuff in your body?

Pretty impressive."

At this moment, Nvwa began casting Magic.

She opened both hands, and bright red flames surged from her palms.

The next instant, Nvwa’s whole body was covered in flames, like gasoline being ignited.

The next moment she swung her fist and smashed it viciously toward the Giant Spirit God.

The Giant Spirit God raised the great axe in his hand and chopped down head-on.

Nvwa kicked out, forcibly shaking the descending axe till it trembled.

"I can’t beat her, you’re on your own." The Giant Spirit God said slowly to Guo Mao.

The next second, he ran off on his own.

"What?"

"He ran?"

"A堂堂 Celestial God actually ran?" At this moment Guo Mao’s expression was uglier than if he’d eaten dog shit.

He’d considered every possible outcome, except for what he was seeing today.

This Giant Spirit God wasn’t just a wisp of Divinity, he was a True God like Nvwa.

He had only fallen into the East District because his strength was damaged.

Nvwa was also a True God.

The Giant Spirit God was not about to throw his life away for Guo Mao.

He and Nvwa were of a different nature.

Nvwa was Mo Lin’s Five-organ Ghost, sharing life and death with Mo Lin.

The Giant Spirit God and Guo Mao were merely partners.

Guo Mao was the Town Center Envoy, so he could order the Giant Spirit God around.

But likewise, the Giant Spirit God could also refuse.

The Giant Spirit God knew very clearly he was no match for Nvwa; if he insisted on tangling with her, he might very well die here today.

He was a True God—if he died, that was it, no resurrection.

These Evil Buddhas of West Mountain had only descended into the human world as a single strand of Buddha nature.

Their true bodies hadn’t descended; if they died, they simply died.

The Giant Spirit God, however, was here in his true body—if he died, he would be gone for good.

You couldn’t describe how disgusted Guo Mao felt.

Mo Lin, with his own strength alone, had forced the Giant Spirit God to retreat.

Guo Mao turned around and prepared to flee.

Without the Giant Spirit God’s protection, he was worth nothing, not even dog shit.

As for his own Magic, it was completely countered by Nvwa.

If he didn’t run, all he could do was wait for death.

The main reason was that the Giant Spirit God had fled.

If not, Guo Mao wouldn’t be so miserable.

Pitch-black Nether Qi shrouded the entire West Mountain.

Now Mo Lin faced a choice.

Chase Guo Mao, or go all out to exterminate the Evil Buddhas.

After thinking it over, Mo Lin decided to wipe out the Evil Buddhas first.

The next instant, Mo Lin charged at the Dragon Slayer Arhat.

Mo Lin’s palm directly pierced through the Dragon Slayer Arhat’s chest.

The Dragon Slayer Arhat fell just like that.

Immediately after came the hunt.

Anyone he encountered in West Mountain, whether they were from the Evil Buddha lineage or not—

Mo Lin killed them all.

It was ridiculously easy.

Aside from the Dragon Slayer Arhat, Mo Lin didn’t even encounter a second person capable of blocking his strike.

Relying on his Netherlord Realm aura, Mo Lin slaughtered everyone in West Mountain.

The result was far beyond what Mo Lin had expected.

It was too easy.

Probably it had to do with Mo Lin’s current realm; after all, he was no longer the weak Mo Lin from a few years ago.

So easy it was almost unexpected.

Aside from that earlier fight between Mo Lin and Guo Mao—

In the entire West Mountain, there wasn’t even a single person left who could confront Mo Lin head-on.

Maybe they’d heard Mo Lin was coming and fled in advance.

As for the Evil Buddhas who fled, Mo Lin naturally didn’t fear them.

Nvwa raised her hand, and a ball of flames gathered on her palm.

The next second, flames surged out, and the entire West Mountain instantly turned into a Sea of Fire.

Everything was burned to ashes in that moment.

From this day on, in the East District, there would no longer be any lineage of the West Mountain Evil Buddha.

Even if there were Evil Buddhas, they would only be scattered survivors who had fled.

The Evil Buddhas would no longer have a Dao lineage in the East District.

"Splash..."

A firebird flew across the sky.

The firebird streaked through the air like a cloud of flames.

"The Immortality Opportunity is mine, nobody try to fight me for it."

A cold shout came from the distance.

A dark shadow flashed in the distance.

This man held a bright red bow in his right hand, drawing it to loose an arrow.

A giant Vermilion Bird streaked across the sky.

The man wore all black, his jet-black eyes radiating killing intent that made hearts tremble.

"A member of the Postnatal Race, Postnatal May."

Right after, purple and blue Immortal Qi appeared in the sky.

A sword light slashed down head-on.

The purple-blue sword light slashed straight toward Postnatal May.

Postnatal May was forced back several dozen steps by the sword light before he stopped.

The Purple and Blue Treasure Sword swooped down, and a slender figure appeared.

Fairy Yunxia said coldly, "I’m also here to seize the Immortality Opportunity."

Right after, another surge of purple-blue Immortal Qi appeared.

A woman with disheveled hair slowly emerged, dressed in ragged clothes.

But her features were delicate.

One glance and you could tell she was absolutely a stunning beauty in the making.

Shang Xun, Fairy Yunxia’s elder sister.

After she appeared, she didn’t say a word, simply following behind Fairy Yunxia.

After Shang Xun appeared, her gaze immediately locked onto Mo Lin.

At this moment, West Mountain was engulfed in flames.

Everyone’s figures stood at the center of the Sea of Fire.

As if they weren’t afraid of being affected at all.

After this group appeared, they didn’t rush to make a move and fight over the Immortality Opportunity.

They were waiting.

Waiting for that man called Xu Sheng to speak.

Mo Lin glanced at Postnatal May.

This was the man who had killed Zhao Tian and seized the bloodline Magic of Six-Eared Mingyue.

Postnatal May sensed Mo Lin’s gaze and likewise looked toward Mo Lin.

The corner of his mouth curled with a cold smile.

"Netherlord Realm, huh?"

Postnatal May muttered, "Pretty strong.

I wonder how long you can last under my bloodline Magic."

The bloodline Magic he spoke of was not the Bloodline Immortal Technique of the Postnatal Race.

He meant the bloodline Magic he’d stolen from Six-Eared Mingyue.

Mo Lin had just gone through a fierce battle.

His body was somewhat fatigued.

At the same time, Fairy Yunxia also turned her gaze to Mo Lin.

"You’re not dead yet?

You really cling to life."

She was very surprised; Xin Ziruo had used who knew how many methods to kill Mo Lin.

Even so, Mo Lin had survived.

Mo Lin felt like he’d been targeted by three venomous snakes.

Postnatal May glanced at Fairy Yunxia, then at Shang Xun.

From the looks in the two women’s eyes, he sensed killing intent.

Clearly these two wanted to kill Mo Lin.

"How about this—we three join forces and kill him first?" Postnatal May had long heard Mo Lin’s name.

Mo Lin had killed his clansmen; Postnatal May had carved that hatred into his heart.

Shang Xun didn’t speak; she listened to her younger sister.

She and her sister had an agreement.

As long as Mo Lin died, their grudges would be written off.

"After we kill Mo Lin, we can then fight over the Immortality Opportunity, how about it?"

Postnatal May said slowly, "If we don’t kill Mo Lin,

I’m worried that when we’re fighting over the Immortality Opportunity later, he’ll launch a sneak attack."

Fairy Yunxia looked at Postnatal May, lowered her head in thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Fine."

Yunxia agreed now.

At the farthest edge, there was a lone figure.

Xu Qiaoqiao was currently sitting on a tree branch, one leg crossed over the other, resting her chin in her hands with a full-on spectator’s expression.

"The Purple and Blue Treasure Sword is about to be drawn by a man.

That day has finally come."

Xu Qiaoqiao had come to the East District precisely to witness this scene.

She liked these interesting events.

The Purple and Blue Treasure Sword had too many things tied up behind it.

She was very curious what kind of expression Fairy Yunxia would have when she saw Mo Lin draw the Purple and Blue Treasure Sword.

And what kind of mood would Shang Xun be in?

In their hearts, a man capable of drawing the Purple and Blue Treasure Sword was just a legend.

If they found out that someone could really draw the Purple and Blue Treasure Sword, what sort of attitude would they have?

Thinking of this, Xu Qiaoqiao became very excited about what would happen next.