Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2381 Chapter 1086: Miracle

With Yu Er clutched in his arms, Mo Hua descended into the abyss, their small forms vanishing into the overwhelming tide of monstrous flesh and bloodthirsty creatures.

"Divine Lord!"

Mr. Tu's eyes widened in shock. Without a moment's hesitation, he plunged towards the endless abyss teeming with monsters.

Shangguan Wang paused, a flicker of hesitation in his expression.

These monsters, spawned from the blood river, recognized no master save the Evil God. Beyond that singular obedience, they were driven solely by their innate thirst for blood and destruction.

Even Mr. Tu's commands held no sway over them.

Furthermore, this was the Third-Grade State Boundary. Bound by the Heavenly Dao, flight was impossible. Anyone who dared leap into the monster-infested abyss would inevitably be consumed by those grotesque abominations.

Yet, the yearning for eternal life and immortality ran deep within their very beings.

Shangguan Wang's unwavering faith in the Divine Lord was also profoundly ingrained in his heart.

After a brief moment of indecision, Shangguan Wang drew his sword, launched himself into the air, and followed them into the abyss.

Witnessing this, the elder from the Demon Sword Sect and the Feathered Immortal cultivator from Yin Corpse Valley swiftly followed suit, leaping into the abyss one after another.

One harbored a covetous desire for Yu Er, the Evil God's divine fetus, while the other harbored similar ambitions for Yu Er, as well as for Mo Hua, due to the karmic ties of the Corpse King Path.

The four Feathered Immortals plunged into the abyss, disappearing into the monstrous sea.

Innumerable bloodthirsty monsters instinctively swarmed towards the four Feathered Immortals. However, in mere moments, they were torn asunder by razor-sharp claws, sword qi, the power of golden corpses, and demonic blades.

Blood stained the ground, and the spreading aura of blood attracted an even greater, unending swarm of monsters.

The monsters surged like oceanic waves.

The four Feathered Immortals stood like reefs against the tempest.

They endured the crushing impact of the monstrous tide, relentlessly slaughtering the approaching monsters and leaving none alive.

Concurrently, the four projected their divine senses, desperately searching for Mo Hua and Yu Er at the abyss's depths.

They could not comprehend what madness had driven Mo Hua to leap into such a perilous place.

Simultaneously, they harbored grave concerns that Yu Er might be swallowed by these monstrous entities.

Even though Yu Er was the Evil God's divine fetus, theoretically the master of these creatures, these beings generally dared not infringe upon the divine fetus.

However, with the Evil God only recently born and not yet fully integrated, the situation was unpredictable.

Should the divine fetus face peril and be completely consumed, the Evil God would lose its physical vessel and risk losing control.

This would constitute blasphemy on their part, rendering all their meticulously laid plans utterly futile.

Therefore, Mr. Tu, Shangguan Wang, the Feathered Immortal cultivator from Yin Corpse Valley, and the elder from the Demon Sword Sect – these four deeply cultivated Feathered Immortals – were all intensely serious and filled with anxiety.

Suddenly, a foul-smelling gust of wind swept past, and a monster charged forward.

Mr. Tu transformed his palm into a bone spur, impaled the monster, casually tossed it aside, and peered intently ahead, his pupils constricting sharply.

"Mo Hua!"

Not far away, at the valley's bottom, before a rock face, Mo Hua stood at the cliff's edge, Yu Er still in his embrace.

He was encircled by grotesque monsters.

These creatures did not attack but instead let out continuous roars and howls directed at Mo Hua. It was unclear if their actions stemmed from fear or defiance.

Or perhaps, they were directed towards Mo Hua...

"Submission?"

Mr. Tu's heart leaped.

In the next instant, a divine thought emanated outwards, akin to a monarch issuing a decree.

Countless monsters willingly prostrated themselves beneath Mo Hua's feet, forming bridges with their bodies and lifting Mo Hua upwards.

Mr. Tu was greatly alarmed and instantly transformed into a putrid wind, accelerating towards Mo Hua.

Shangguan Wang, the Feathered Immortal cultivator from Yin Corpse Valley, and the elder from the Demon Sword Sect also unleashed their respective abilities, some aiming to snatch Yu Er from Mo Hua's grasp, while others targeted Mo Hua himself.

Just then, Mo Hua shifted his gaze, casting a look upon the four of them.

Within his eyes, gold, black, and white interwove, exuding a cold, divine aura like a deity, yet also eerie like a heavenly demon.

A chill ran down the spines of all four, including Mr. Tu.

Then, Mo Hua slowly raised his hand, pointing towards the four men, and softly intoned:

"Go!"

Though uttered lightly, the word carried a weight like Qian Jun, infused with supreme authority.

Instantly, with a resounding boom, the entire abyss began to churn.

Myriad flesh monsters, as if obeying the Divine Lord's command, surged forward, piling upon each other. They erected a terrifying wave of monstrosities from both sides of the abyss, roaring ferociously and encircling, engulfing Mr. Tu and the other three Feathered Immortals.

In a flash, Mr. Tu and the four others were consumed by the colossal wave.

Relentlessly, monster after monster, defying death, assaulted Mr. Tu's visage. Even as he tore and shredded them, another would immediately take its place.

Mr. Tu continued his slaughter, wave after wave, group after group vanquishing them, but the more he eliminated, the more monsters continued to surge forward.

He found himself forcibly submerged by these boundless monsters, the very creatures he had brought into existence.

At the very last moment, through the dwindling gaps between the monsters, he caught sight of Mo Hua in the distance.

His bloodline surged in reverse, lost in an abyss devoid of eternal sunlight.

Mo Hua observed with profound calmness, Yu Er held securely in his embrace.

Outside this scene, a relentless tide of monsters lay prostrate before him.

Innumerable monsters willingly advanced, crawling beneath his feet and forming a living staircase, elevating Mo Hua incrementally away from the endless chasm below.

At that precise instant, Mo Hua, wielding absolute authority, appeared as the sovereign ruler of these countless monstrous beings.

He was truly the "Divine Lord" of the Great Wilderness!

He was the genuine Great Wilderness Evil God!

This spectacle unfolding before him caused Mr. Tu's pupils to expand, and he was overwhelmed by an absolute, disbelieving shock.

In the throes of this astonishment, Mr. Tu was entirely consumed by the throng of monsters, sinking into an unending darkness.

Shangguan Wang and the two companions met the same fate, submerged as well by the overwhelming tide of monsters.

Concurrently, the myriad monsters utilized their own bodies as ascending steps, continuously lifting Mo Hua higher and higher.