The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2339: Divine Thought Cultivator (2)

"Guard my physical form, ensure my soul lamp is shielded from any external interference."

"Understood."

"As you command."

The Golden Core Demon offered a salute, while the flesh demon monster licked its tongue.

Subsequently, these ten formidable demons and flesh demon monsters dispersed, encircling Mr. Tu and providing him with steadfast protection.

A crimson light ignited upon the soul lamp, encasing Mr. Tu within its protective aura.

The Great Wilderness Blood Sacrifice Witchcraft commenced its operation; the sea of blood churned violently, and threads of blood ascended, entwining with the starlight emanating from the Seven Stars Formation.

These blood threads began to defile the starlight.

Conversely, the starlight exerted its might, constricting the blood threads.

Despite the formidable nature of the Beidou Seven Stars Formation, it proved incapable of withstanding the combined might of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation and the Great Wilderness Blood Sacrifice Witchcraft.

The potency of the Seven Stars Formation gradually waned.

An ominous surge of malevolent Qi once again billowed on the horizon.

Upon the altar, Yu Er's expression grew increasingly grim and enraged; the Azure Dragon human skin began to assimilate with him, and the Evil God initiated its hatching process from within his Divine Soul, steadily asserting dominance over his physical being...

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Meanwhile, beyond the confines of the Blood Sacrifice Array.

The ultimate, decisive confrontation stood on the precipice of eruption.

The Taoist Court, various esteemed aristocratic families, numerous Sects, and cultivators at the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core stages from across the Nine States converged like an inexorable tide outside the Blood Sacrifice Array, poised to launch a full-scale assault on the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation.

A multitude of familiar visages to Mo Hua were also in attendance.

Gu Changhuai and his fellow Supervisors from the Taoist Court, alongside many Enforcement Leaders, Zhang Lan from the Zhang Family, a host of Elders from the Taixu Gate, numerous Golden Core Elders, disciples hailing from the Gu Family, as well as cultivators representing various other Great Sects.

The Sect Leaders of each respective sect within the Feather Transformation Realm, and even several Chief Elders holding Feather Transformation Realm cultivation, had established their positions there.

Within the Third-Grade State Boundary, individuals in the Feather Transformation Realm were restricted from unleashing their full capabilities; however, their inherent strength far surpassed that of mere Golden Core cultivators.

On the opposing side, representing the Demon Path.

The Feather Transformation Demon from the Yin Corpse Valley and the aged Sword Slave from the Demon Sword Sect were also positioned above.

Beneath them were Demon Cultivators from diverse sects, accompanied by countless Walking Corpses, Iron Corpses, and Copper Corpses painstakingly refined over recent days, in addition to blood slaves, sword slaves, and color slaves who had been subjugated...

And deep within the earth veins saturated with blood, an innumerable host of flesh demon monsters.

The righteous and demonic factions stood in irreconcilable opposition.

With a single command, in virtually an instant, the two opposing forces engaged in a ferocious clash, akin to two colossal waves colliding, intertwining to form a swirling vortex of carnage.

Resounding echoes of spiritual streams reverberated through the air.

The cacophony of clashing Taoist Skills and Demon Skills, Spiritual Artifacts and Evil Artifacts, rose and fell in relentless succession.

Although this slaughter would undoubtedly amplify the malevolent intentions fueling the formation, at this critical juncture, the cultivators could afford no such reservations.

Furthermore, the primary objective of the Qianxue Cultivators was not the outright annihilation of all Demon Cultivators.

Their sheer numbers made a complete eradication within a single engagement an insurmountable task.

Their true aim was to dismantle the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation and thwart the ongoing rebirth of the Evil God.

Should they manage to breach the enemy encirclement and penetrate the formation, every Qianxue Cultivator would immediately deploy self-destructing Spiritual Artifacts or Explosive Flame Talismans, unleashing a relentless bombardment upon the very foundation of the Blood Sacrifice Array.

The intensity of the battle was extraordinarily fierce.

Yet, the Sect Leaders and Feathered Transformation Elders stationed there understood with stark clarity in their hearts that while the current engagement raged with ferocity, it was not the most pivotal struggle.

The true, game-changing battle was unfolding in unseen arenas.

The outcome of the life-and-death struggle occurring within the Divine Thought World held the key to the ultimate victory or defeat in this grand "war."

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Qianxue State Boundary.

Within the opulent grand hall of the Sword Observation Tower.

A mystical Seven Stars Formation adorned the floor, its brilliant azure starlight piercing the heavens, cutting through the oppressive crimson hue, and illuminating the hidden depths of an earth vein.

True Man Situ carefully positioned a treasure, shaped like a ground instrument compass, at the very heart of the Mystic Sky Beidou Seven Stars Formation.

This artifact, known as the Great Dream Heavenly Attraction, was an ancient relic originating from Mystery Valley, with legends suggesting its lineage traces back to the long-lost "Marsh of Yunmeng."

At its core lay the skull of a white, unidentified Divine Beast, adorned with celestial rings that continuously rotated, emitting a subtle, crystal-clear purplish glow, reminiscent of a dreamlike luminescence.

This artifact held the power to manifest a person’s Divine Sense, allowing them to trace and connect with dreams.

True Man Situ then produced a golden talisman, shaped like an otherworldly flower with three petals, and addressed Wenren Wan:

"This is the Great Dream Heavenly Attraction Talisman. When this talisman is imprinted upon your Heavenly Gate, it will establish a link to your Sea of Consciousness, enabling communication with the dreamscapes of those bound to you by flesh and heart."

"This procedure will inflict extreme agony upon the Sea of Consciousness, leading to irreversible harm."

Wenren Wan’s gaze was resolute, and she gave a slight nod.

Despite his evident hesitation, True Man Situ proceeded to embed the Great Dream Heavenly Attraction Talisman onto Wenren Wan’s forehead.

Blood immediately welled up and trickled from Wenren Wan’s forehead.

The crimson fluid was absorbed by the Heavenly Attraction Talisman, which then began to radiate a golden luminescence, displaying fleeting visions of dreamlike realms.

What followed was an onslaught of intense pain.

It felt as though her very Sea of Consciousness was on the verge of being ripped asunder.

Wenren Wan’s countenance instantly paled to the shade of parchment, and the torment escalated relentlessly, akin to a chisel meticulously chipping away at her Sea of Consciousness, each fragment inducing heart-wrenching agony.

Trembling uncontrollably, Wenren Wan was drenched in a cold sweat, yet she fought against the suffering with every fiber of her being, her teeth clenched tightly.

On numerous occasions, just as her resolve faltered, she would silently whisper the name "Yu Er" in her heart. Picturing Yu Er's innocent and endearing face, recalling him calling her "mother" with utter dependence, she found that all the world's hardships transformed into nothingness.

This unwavering determination deeply moved every cultivator present.

Minutes gradually elapsed.

The "Consciousness Bridge," designed to connect with the dreamland, was painstakingly constructed and extended inch by inch from Wenren Wan’s mind.

This arduous process was both agonizing and drawn-out.

True Man Situ’s eyes were clouded with concern; he had anticipated a painful experience, but the sheer extremity of the suffering surpassed his expectations.