Chapter 916: Hell Beyond Hell
Chapter 916: Hell Beyond Hell
The voice of Black Mo Hua was wild and fierce.
The real Mo Hua, however, turned pale, his eyes filled with panic.
He seemed to have intended to deceive this 'darkened' version of himself, but to his surprise, things did not unfold according to his plan. The 'Black Mo Hua' was truly fighting him with all its might.
Mo Hua turned to flee, but being of the same origin, this trick naturally couldn't escape the eyes of the 'Black Mo Hua'.
Its eyes were pitch-black, demonic energy surged, and evil swords weaved together, forming an entire Dao prison that directly immobilized Mo Hua in mid-air.
Demonic Embryo Divine Sword!
"Trying to run? It's too late." Black Mo Hua coldly laughed.
Mo Hua used the Soul-Shocking Sword technique to suppress the Third Rank Divine Remains, forcing it to duel with him. Now, this move was also being used by Black Mo Hua against himself.
Mo Hua struggled a few times, but couldn't break free. Finally, he sighed and could only accept his fate, raising his hands above his head.
The situation forced him to fight a life-and-death battle with his 'darkened' self.
Mo Hua's expression turned solemn, and between his hands, a sword array took shape. The sword's form condensed, with the Five Elements flowing and merging into one, transforming into a sharp Divine Mind longsword.
This was the same 'Soul Severing Sword' he had just used to sever the Third Rank Divine Remains.
However, in front of him, the 'Soul Severing Sword' held by Black Mo Hua was identical to his, and what's more, with the addition of evil energy, its momentum was even more formidable.
Mo Hua gritted his teeth and continued to infuse the ancient and profound Void Sword Intent.
Black Mo Hua coldly smiled, doing the same, infusing the Void Sword Intent between his hands.
The 'Soul Severing Sword' of the darkened version intensified with surging killing intent, flying vengeful spirits, and its power rose to a whole new level.
The two 'Soul Severing Swords' faced each other in mid-air.
One black, one white, one strong, and one weak.
Mo Hua was at a disadvantage, his expression growing tenser.
Black Mo Hua stared at Mo Hua, relishing the panic, dismay, and despair on Mo Hua's face.
However, it didn't relish for long, as the 'despair' on Mo Hua's face soon vanished, replaced by a sly smile.
This smile...
The demonic embryo paused, its face gradually changing. A chill rose in its heart, and its pupils slowly widened.
"What...what are you smiling about?"
Black Mo Hua's voice held a hint of unprovoked unease.
"Actually," Mo Hua, no longer flustered, smiled even more brightly, "I'm just like you, and I've been waiting for this moment for a long time too..."
"When the Dao Stele was around, you didn't dare to come out."
"Only when I fight a powerful enemy to the point of exhaustion, do you have a chance to take a desperate gamble and fight me."
"So what?" Black Mo Hua exclaimed, a tremor in its voice that even it didn't notice, "I am you, and you are me. I know you inside out. At this point, what other tricks could you possibly have that can kill me?"
As Black Mo Hua finished speaking, its pupils constricted involuntarily.
Then it watched, helpless, as Mo Hua's aura gradually changed.
"This sword is one I've specially reserved for you. I've never used it on anyone else..."
A cold, lifeless, empty aura spread.
At the same time, Mo Hua's expression turned solemn, and he began to unleash the true, ultimate 'Soul Severing Sword'.
He first severed his self, and then his desires.
His face became cold, ruthless, empty, and ethereal, as if he no longer had human joys and sorrows, but only the indifference of a celestial being.
Supreme Severing Emotion Dao.
This Dao merged with the Sword Dao, and the 'Soul Severing Sword' in Mo Hua's hand further intensified. On top of the original, ancient, and vast Void Sword Dao Essence, it also incorporated a deep and boundless blackness, like the starry sky beyond the heavens. The two intertwined, forging a giant 'Soul Severing Greatsword' that shimmered with light but was also as dark and chaotic as the primordial void.
This 'Soul Severing Greatsword' was several times larger than Mo Hua himself. When he raised it, it seemed like a sword that could pierce the heavens, with black and white intertwining and gold swirling around it.
Mo Hua, in human form, momentarily resembled a celestial demon.
"Heaven...Heavenly Demon Slash?!"
Black Mo Hua was incredulous, its eyes wide with shock, and it roared in astonishment:
"How can you know the Heavenly Demon Dao?!"
"How can you even learn the Heavenly Demon Slash? What exactly are you?!"
Mo Hua, holding the Heavenly Demon Soul Severing Greatsword, was like an unfeeling celestial demon, looking down upon the dark, evil embryo that had hatched from his divine soul.
The Void Soul Severing Sword was meant to slay the small self.
The Supreme Severing Emotion Dao was meant to slay evil desires.
Today, he would slay this 'evil self', achieve the Severing Emotion Dao, and cultivate the true, unparalleled 'Soul Severing Sword'.
The 'demonic embryo', which Mo Hua regarded as a dog to the Dao and a sacrifice to the Sword Dao, felt a powerful life-and-death omen rising within.
"This damn brat, he even deceived 'me', calculated 'me', everything was set up by him."
"He calculated everything..."
"What kind of demonic genius is he, with a mind so close to that of a demon?!"
"I can't let him succeed..."
Black Mo Hua clenched its teeth, pouring all its demonic power into the darkened Soul Severing Sword, and then taking the initiative, it slashed down.
"If I kill him, I'll be 'Mo Hua'!"
But it was already too late.
Mo Hua, using his own sword array as a foundation, infused it with the Void Sword Intent and the Heavenly Demon Severing Emotion Dao's 'Soul Severing Greatsword', had already been fully unleashed.
Black Mo Hua's sword slashed down first.
But Mo Hua's giant sword arrived first.
For a moment, it was as if heaven and earth were collapsing, mountains were cracking, and the mighty sword intent, surging sword energy, and the complex, indescribable ancient sword Dao and Heavenly Demon Emotion Dao merged into one, like a rainbow piercing the sun, pouring down.
With just this one sword, all would be destroyed.
The 'Soul Severing Sword' of the darkened Black Mo Hua was instantly severed by Mo Hua's larger sword, shattering into pieces and turning into Divine Mind dust.
Then, the sword light, like a bursting river, continued to surge downward, an immense and unmatched sword energy slashing towards Black Mo Hua's body.
Black Mo Hua's pupils widened, its face filled with shock. It tried to resist, to struggle, but it was like a mantis trying to block a carriage, powerless. In the end, it could only be swallowed by the sword energy, completely submerged in the Void Soul Severing Sword's flood-like sword light...
Using an array to transform into a sword, merging with the Void Sword Dao, understanding the Heavenly Demon Severing Emotion, slaying the evil self, and forging the true Soul Severing Sword technique!
With this final sword, the Void Divine Mind Sword True Manual's ultimate sword technique, the Soul Severing Sword, was finally cultivated!
Mo Hua held the giant Soul Severing Sword, feeling that man, sword, and Dao had become one, and nothing in this world was beyond his blade.
He could slay people, desires, and lust.
He could slay ghosts, demons, and even gods.
In that moment, the Soul Severing Sword Dao was achieved.
Great Void Sect, the Sword Graveyard at the back mountain.
The broken swords hummed, and the sword intents of the deceased sword cultivators turned into white smoke, rising and merging with the mountain clouds.
The Solitary Elder, who had sealed his inner demon, suddenly opened his eyes, his expression filled with shock.
The Sword Graveyard exhibited another anomaly.
The broken swords in the solitary tombs resonated, transforming their sword qi into white smoke. Unlike before, this time, the phenomenon was more pronounced and grand.
This was a sign of the Great Void Sect's revival in the Sword Dao.
If it were before, the Solitary Elder might have felt relieved and delighted, but now, amidst his astonishment, he also felt unease and fear.
Others might not have seen or heard it, but he could.
He clearly saw that the Sword Graveyard not only produced white smoke but also gave birth to a phantom of the Nine-Heaven Demon that ordinary people couldn't see—a surreal and eerie sight.
At this moment, the heavenly demons danced wildly, their demonic sounds filling the air.
These heavenly demons were celebrating, rejoicing, and emitting terrifying and unpleasant cries that were also bewitching to the human heart.
Someone had learned their Dao.
Someone had communicated with the bridge of the Dao, becoming their "anchor" in this world, and had become another demonic god embryo, a vessel for the heavenly demons' manifestation.
Mo Hua's innocent face floated in the Solitary Elder's mind.
The Solitary Elder seemed to have aged several decades in an instant, his back hunched and exuding a sense of desolation.
"Such a good child..."
"It's too late now, there's no turning back..."
"Blessings are the breeding ground for calamities, and in the end, it was my fault..."
...
Within the Sea of Consciousness.
The residual power of the Soul Severing Sword dissipated.
Mo Hua frowned as he witnessed the scene before him.
The "Black Mo Hua" had been slashed, his Divine Will shattered, and his origin severed, but he wasn't dead. It seemed that his origin possessed an extraordinary vitality.
However, after being slain, the Demonic Embryo had lost its human form, leaving behind only a black mist that pulsated like a heart, resembling a genuine "embryo."
It was still trying to repair its injuries.
But the Void Sword Intent, with its long heritage, was too sharp, and the wounds it inflicted were deep.
The Supreme Severing Emotion Dao, which severed desire and self, also severed Divine Will and determination. The Demonic Embryo, having been slashed, had developed a desire to die. It wanted to live, but the desire to survive had been severed.
The Demonic Embryo squirmed, constantly trying to repair the wounds, while the conflicting intentions of "wanting to live" and "not wanting to live" continued to intertwine and clash.
Mo Hua didn't want to waste any more time.
He was truly at the end of his rope.
No matter how strong he was, how cautious, or how clever he was, after consecutively slaying a Third Rank Divine Remains and a Demonic Embryo, he had reached his limit.
Mo Hua sighed helplessly, "To slay a Third Rank Divine Remains, to slay a Demonic God Embryo, and to slay them consecutively..."
"I wonder which Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator is suffering such a fate?"
"At my age, the pressure is truly overwhelming."
But fortunately, it's done.
Mo Hua used the last of his Divine Will to manifest a Divine Array, transforming it into Divine Will chains to completely seal the Demonic Embryo within.
The Demonic Embryo, weakened by the battle, had lost all ability to resist.
Mo Hua sat cross-legged on the spot, waiting for a while until midnight, when the Dao Stele appeared. Then, he dragged the Demonic Embryo to the Dao Stele.
On the Dao Stele, the tribulation lightning was blindingly red, like a punishment sword tempered in heavenly flames.
Sensing the annihilating aura of the tribulation lightning, the Demonic Embryo, which had been on the brink of death, suddenly struggled in fear, shrieking, "You dare..."
"I told you I dare!" Mo Hua replied.
The Demonic Embryo struggled for a moment and then fell silent.
Mo Hua paused and couldn't help but ask, "You're not begging for mercy?"
The Demonic Embryo's voice became even more shrill and childlike, with a strange indifference, "Kill me."
Its flesh trembled, and a slit opened, like a terrifying eye, staring fixedly at Mo Hua as if to imprint his image in its memory forever.
"When you kill me, I will merge with you."
"In this life, you will never escape the mark of the Great Desolate Evil God. Even if you go to the ends of the earth, the believers of the God will relentlessly pursue and slaughter you, considering your flesh and blood as the most precious offering to the Great Desolate Evil God..."
"Do you think I'm easily frightened?" Mo Hua showed no fear, even seeming to welcome it.
But he was still puzzled, "If I kill him, will he merge with me? Will I never escape the mark of the Great Desolate Evil God?"
What did all this mean? Mo Hua was curious and couldn't help but want to ask, but in the end, he held back.
The villain dies by talking too much.
He might not be a "villain," but in front of the Demonic Embryo, he needed to be cautious. He should take advantage of its weakness to finish it off, not giving it a chance to catch its breath, or else he would hesitate and end up hurting himself.
Moreover, even if he asked, the Demonic Embryo, facing imminent death, would definitely not answer.
Mo Hua stopped hesitating and used the Divine Will chains to bind the Demonic Embryo, tossing it towards the Dao Stele.
The annihilating, terrifying tribulation lightning, containing the supreme heavenly Dao principles, seemed like a red-hot branding iron, erasing everything about the Demonic Embryo, wiping out all its origins and willpower...
The Demonic Embryo remained silent, its eyes wide with malevolence, staring fixedly at Mo Hua until it was completely annihilated, never once averting its gaze.
"Still so defiant, even in defeat?"
Mo Hua glared back at it without fear.
Until this evil and bizarre Demonic God Embryo was completely obliterated, leaving behind an incredibly pure and abundant Divine Marrow, like a flowing spring.
Only then did Mo Hua feel relieved, and his heart filled with joy.
This great worry had finally been completely eliminated!
His Divine Soul had finally been completely liberated.
He no longer feared being corrupted by the Demonic God, nor did he fear the Demonic Embryo suddenly appearing with a sinister smile.
And...
There was a lot of Divine Marrow! More than all the Divine Marrow he had devoured before, flowing like a spring and even purer than before.
Mo Hua extended his finger, dipped it in, and licked it, as if tasting liquefied sunshine, feeling relaxed and comfortable.
He couldn't help but lick it a few more times, a smile on his face.
But then he suddenly remembered something.
"It's midnight, and I'm still outside the mountain gate, not having returned to the sect."
"Moreover, after two life-and-death battles, the pressure on my Sea of Consciousness is immense, and my Blood Qi will wither as well."
"If my physical body is gone, having a strong Divine Will is useless. I can't stop being human and become a ghost or a demonic god."
"To be honest, becoming a ghost isn't that simple either. For a person to transform into a ghost after death, various conditions are required, such as heavenly disasters, earthly calamities, and human grievances. It's not something one can cultivate into."
"Don't even mention becoming a demonic god; I don't know how much evil one would have to commit..."
"Let's first see about the physical body..."
Mo Hua quickly withdrew from the Sea of Consciousness, returning his Divine Perception to his physical body.
As his divine perception retraced, Mo Hua felt pain throughout his body, his blood energy was sluggish, his meridians were withered, and he couldn't move a muscle. His eyes were too heavy to open.
Damn!
Mo Hua's heart sank.
It was midnight, and they were in the remote outer mountains, a place rarely visited.
If his physical body encountered any danger, it would be a huge problem.
Mo Hua's heart tightened, and he quickly calmed himself, using his strong willpower to force his eyes open.
But his eyelids felt like they were filled with sand, heavy as a thousand pounds, making it impossible to open them.
Mo Hua didn't give up; he kept trying, and after an unknown amount of time, he endured the intense pain and slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was a gentle face and a pair of soft eyes.
This was...
"Elder Murong?"
Mo Hua was surprised, and then he heard Elder Murong's voice, as gentle as a spring breeze, speaking to someone beside him, "Old Ancestor, this child has woken up."
"Hmm," Xun Elder's aged voice sounded from the side, "You can feed him the pills now."
Before Mo Hua could fully recover, he felt a pair of slender and cool fingers with a hint of sweet licorice scent pinching some pills and putting them into his mouth.
Before he could taste anything, the pills slid down his throat and into his stomach, transforming into a warm medicinal power that spread through his limbs, replenishing his blood energy.
Then, Elder Murong fed him some bitter spirit liquid.
After that, she fed him some unknown pills.
Mo Hua felt much better; his limbs could move, his throat felt refreshed, and he could speak, although his voice was hoarse:
"Thank you, Elder Murong..."
Elder Murong caressed Mo Hua's forehead with her slender fingers and smiled gently, "It's alright. You fainted in the outer mountains without a sound, and your blood energy was severely depleted. Fortunately, the Old Ancestor noticed early and sent someone to bring you back here..."
Mo Hua's voice was hoarse, and he wanted to express his gratitude, but Elder Murong stopped him, "You haven't fully recovered yet, so speak less."
Mo Hua nodded.
"I won't disturb your rest." Elder Murong checked Mo Hua's injuries, then gracefully stood up and bowed to Xun Elder before leaving quietly.
Only then did Xun Elder approach Mo Hua's bed, looking at him with concern.
"I'm sorry for the trouble..."
Although Elder Murong had asked him not to speak, Mo Hua still managed to thank him in a hoarse voice.
Xun Elder shook his head, "It's good that you're alright."
He took another deep look at Mo Hua, and in his mind flashed the image of Mo Hua's face from earlier, with its blood color, black aura, evil intent, and even intertwined sword intent. He frowned.
"You...encountered a malevolent spirit?"
Mo Hua obediently nodded, "Yes, a little."
"How is it now?"
"It's resolved..."
Xun Elder looked at Mo Hua's eyes and saw that although he looked weak, his gaze was clear and his divine nature was intact, so he breathed a slight sigh of relief, "Are there any aftereffects?"
Mo Hua shook his head.
"Good," Xun Elder said, then stood up to leave, "Rest well. If there's anything, we can talk after you've recovered."
Mo Hua's throat hurt, and he couldn't speak, so he nodded earnestly.
Xun Elder's deep gaze swept over Mo Hua from head to toe, confirming that the Great Void Sect's "precious disciple" was truly unharmed, and then he slowly turned and left.
But as soon as he left the pill room, Xun Elder's expression turned serious.
"In this Void Mountain, how could one attract a malevolent spirit for no reason?"
"And the black aura is so dense, almost like the origin of evil, this is not ordinary..."
"And... the sword intent?"
Xun Elder was perplexed.
Mo Hua wasn't a sword cultivator, so how could such intense sword intent appear on his body?
Moreover, this sword intent was complex and obscure, containing strange elements that even made the Old Ancestor feel a hint of palpitations.
Where did he learn this?
Who taught him?
...
Xun Elder stood still, deep in thought, his mind as turbulent as the waves, his brows furrowed. After a moment, he sighed deeply.
"This child... really knows how to attract cause and effect."
"I wonder if my Great Void Sect can handle it..."
Xun Elder shook his head, took a few steps, and his figure completely disappeared, leaving the pill room.
Inside the pill room, Mo Hua still felt weak, his eyelids heavy as lead. After a while, he couldn't resist and fell into a deep sleep.
As Mo Hua slept, he was unaware that his surrounding aura was changing.
Heavenly Providence slowly flowed, and the cause and effect chain appeared, using Mo Hua's current life as the 'foundation', threading through his past and leading to his future.
This cause and effect chain, existing within the heavenly providence, tracing the past, anchoring the present, and leading to the future, was his life pattern.
Mo Hua was asleep, but his life pattern was trembling.
A pitch-black fog, filled with intense hatred after being killed, so thick it was almost tangible, crawled along the cause and effect chain and entered his life pattern.
Then, this black fog quivered like a heart, incubating like an embryo, and finally transformed into its appearance before death:
An evil, pitch-black, and terrifying 'Black Mo Hua' in its infant form.
With a cry that could terrify ghosts, "Black Mo Hua" opened its eyes.
Its pupils were pitch-black, filled with pure malice, as it looked around.
A malevolent ghost, almost invisible, its body faint.
Countless ferocious zombies.
And a Corpse King with copper head and iron bones, blood-red eyes, ferocious fangs, and an aura of evil transformation.
The demonic infant, Black Mo Hua, cried again.
This cry contained immense intimidation, sweeping through with a chilling wind.
The female-like malevolent ghost remained silent, and the zombies trembled. Only the Corpse King showed its fangs with blood-red eyes.
But the demonic infant made no further moves, slowly closing its eyes and falling back asleep, and beneath it, thick black water seeped out, like evil amniotic fluid, devouring cause and effect and nourishing itself, growing stronger.
Even as a demonic infant, the evil energy it emitted was enough to rival the Corpse King's command over the zombies. The black aura and blood energy intertwined, covering the sky.
Under the veil of evil and blood energy, the malevolent ghost lurked, the Corpse King dominated, and the demonic infant slumbered.
The scene within Mo Hua's cause and effect life pattern was more hellish than hell itself.
But at this moment, under the concealment of the Void Duality Lock, the people of the world had no chance to witness this terrifying purgatory.
(End of Chapter)
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