Chapter 760: Ma Tuo

Zhuge Yuan’s successful cultivation gave Li Huowang a flicker of inspiration. If Zhuge Yuan could do it, then others could try too.

In his experience, there weren't many beings weaker than Zhuge Yuan but not significantly so.

Although he didn't know if it would work, he had no choice but to try a desperate measure.

Even delaying for a while would be beneficial; surely, reinforcements would arrive later.

Li Huowang took a deep breath, his hands trembling as he closed his eyes, straining to recall the moment Danyang Zi had possessed his body.

It was a memory he had always tried to suppress, but now Li Huowang unearthed that sensation once more.

As Li Huowang's head swayed with a double image, his scorched skin began to regenerate. However, instead of his original flesh, a layer of wrinkled skin grew.

The next moment, feathers seemingly coated in asphalt pierced through his skin, emerging from within. Simultaneously, Li Huowang's head instantly split into three distinct heads—Danyang Zi's old, middle-aged, and young forms—as a white strand of immortal energy swiftly spread from left to right.

The three nested mouths simultaneously opened. "Hahahaha! This Daoist hasn't died! I am as old as heaven itself! What did I tell you?! There's never been a Li Huowang! Li Huowang is merely one of my three corpses!!"

Amidst the shouts, Danyang Zi's body, with its exposed organs, rapidly floated upward, disregarding everything around him, heading towards the Outer Heavens.

However, the moment Danyang Zi appeared, he immediately drew the attention of the entity. The aura of a Half-Immortal was simply too unique.

It charged towards Danyang Zi, bringing the Bingtian with it. With a whooshing sound, the unseen great maw slammed violently into him.

"What worthless piece of trash! How dare you disturb this Daoist's ascension to immortality!!" Danyang Zi plunged his hand into his exposed organs and pulled out a flesh-and-blood copper coin sword covered in eyeballs.

Danyang Zi abruptly brought the sword up to block, but the mountainous weight was impossible to withstand. Although he was sent flying, he remained unharmed.

Halting his momentum in mid-air, Danyang Zi bit down hard on three fingers of his right hand. Raising his hand, which now bled black, he swiftly drew talismans on the sword's blade.

"Supreme Tai Xing, respond without cease. Drive out evil, bind demons, calm the spirit. Three souls forever, no loss of Po. By my command, quickly! Sword!"

As the talisman took effect, the eyeballs on the flesh-and-blood copper coin sword burst open, forming a blood mist around the longsword. Danyang Zi, dragging the sword, lunged towards the entity.

His momentum was undiminished, yet he was still no match. No matter what cultivation techniques or divine abilities Danyang Zi unleashed, they had no effect on the opponent.

Danyang Zi, having used every trick in his arsenal, was no match for the entity. An invisible tail suddenly whipped Danyang Zi's body, instantly shattering his distorted form. A weakened Li Huowang feebly tumbled out from Danyang Zi's abdomen.

"It still didn't work, did it?" With a thud, Li Huowang crashed onto the bodies scattered across the battlefield, becoming critically ill.

The entity seemed intent on killing Li Huowang to eliminate any future threat. However, at that moment, hundreds of thousands of Bingtian simultaneously closed their eyes, assumed a horse stance, and raised three long incense sticks high in their hands.

The Bingtian's unusual behavior made the entity abandon Li Huowang and attack them instead.

Just as Matuo prepared to charge towards the Bingtian, they simultaneously opened their eyes and forcefully plunged the three long incense sticks in their hands, inverted, into the ground.

"Soldiers are weapons! The realm of life and death, the path of survival! The head of generals and ministers is above! The head of generals and ministers is in the heart! The head of generals and ministers is below! Exterminate gods! Exterminate immortals, exterminate Buddhas! Exterminate Dao!"

A heaven-piercing aura of malevolence instantly surged into each Bingtian's body. Their eyes blazed with ferocity, veins bulged across their bodies, and blood streamed from all seven orifices.

The two sides collided fiercely, locked in a desperate struggle.

A violent tremor sound echoed. This time, that familiar sensation spread again, making Li Huowang feel it deeply: a pervasive bestiality and an ambition that seemed eternally insatiable.

Whatever this entity was, it seemed to control these two heavenly Dao.

Ambition? Li Huowang belatedly realized something, trembling. He staggered to his feet and looked again at the entity re-engaging the Bingtian. The Bingtian were clearly affected by this aura, noticeably lacking stamina.

As Li Huowang slowly took a few steps closer, the sensation became even more pronounced. He had felt this feeling on someone before; it was very familiar, very warm.

Ambition could also be described as greed!

"Answer me, answer me! Do you now control the Heavenly Dao of Greed?!" Li Huowang roared at the entity.

However, the entity ignored Li Huowang, remaining entangled with the Bingtian.

The entity didn't answer, but Li Huowang clearly had his answer. In the past, greed and decay were explicitly linked, but it was clear the situation had changed. Now, greed and bestiality were together, meaning a Sicheng's Heavenly Dao had been stolen.

And recently, the only disaster related to decay was the massacre at Ancia Temple.

"So... you killed Master Jingxin? So you killed them?!"

Li Huowang's eyes turned bloodshot as he stared fixedly at the distant, unseen entity. The rage in his heart burned brighter and brighter, almost consuming him entirely.

Li Huowang slowly withdrew the spine sword and re-inserted it into the ground. As Li Huowang roared, the spine slowly began to grow ghostly white ribs.

Li Huowang's head began to swell continuously, veins bulging across his entire scalp.

But just as Zhuge Yuan's body had halfway regenerated, Li Huowang, bleeding from all seven orifices, painfully collapsed.

Although he could cultivate, attempting to cultivate the Xinpan above the Three Corpse Forms twice in a row was simply too much pressure for Li Huowang.

Just as Zhuge Yuan's body was reverting back to the spine sword, Li Sui quickly burrowed into Li Huowang's body. "Father! Let me help you! Let me help you! Zhuge Yuan exists!"

As their minds connected, Li Sui's ability to consume Xin Su's flesh and blood, developed over many years, finally came into play. Zhuge Yuan's body rapidly took shape.

But even with Li Sui's help, Zhuge Yuan's body was still just short of completion.

"A little more, a little more!!" Li Huowang lay on the ground, his expression full of agony. "Complete it for me!"

With a "bang," Li Huowang's entire head exploded instantly, leaving only his solitary neck standing there.

At the same time, however, Zhuge Yuan finally condensed into a physical form once more.

Zhuge Yuan glanced with a complex expression at the distant entity entangled with the Bingtian, then asked himself with a grim face, "The ritual has been terminated, so why is Matuo's avatar still here!?"