The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2346: Fetal-Born Demon (part 3)

Faced with this, the woman in white swiftly lifted the Three Pure Ones Bell, silencing the ghastly howls and shielding Wenren Wan as she began to retreat.

The elder conjured the Six Ding and Six Jia, deploying them to surround and assault the corpse fiend.

The other Divine Thought Cultivators also unleashed their abilities one after another, plunging into the fray.

Even the four individuals from Heaven Void were compelled to join the battle at this critical juncture.

The ancestor of the Daluo Sect brandished Sword Qi, molded from Divine Thought.

The ancestor of the Little Spirit Sect utilized a potent spell, condensed from Divine Thought itself.

Of the remaining two from Heaven Void, one hailing from the Spirit Talisman Sect of the Twelve Gates, employed the Soul Suppressing Talisman. The other, from Kun State, wielded a wooden sword imbued with repelling evil properties, fashioned from thunder-struck wood.

What ensued was yet another intensely fierce and terrifying confrontation.

This colossal corpse fiend, the guardian of the mountain and at the apex of fourth-grade power, seemed to have an unknown multitude of demon and ghost thoughts "stitched" into its very being.

Moreover, the "corpse followers" it summoned were also infused with deadly "corpse poison".

Fortunately, the Soul Suppressing Talisman proved effective in quelling its malevolent Qi.

Furthermore, the thunder wood sword, channeling the formidable power of thunder, naturally possessed a potent restraining effect on such unholy entities.

Combined with the formidable techniques of the other Divine Thought Cultivators, a protracted struggle commenced.

After an extended period of intense fighting, they finally succeeded in completely annihilating the gigantic, peak fourth-grade guardian evil spirit.

However, this victory came at a considerable cost to everyone involved.

The old woman's Six Ding and Six Jia formations were diminished by half.

The Taoist priest's Peach Wood Sword bore several new cracks.

The monk's prayer beads had lost their once vibrant luster.

One of the three brothers who practiced escape techniques from the Xiuxuan Sect suffered the loss of an arm.

The talisman practitioner bore a deep claw mark across his back, inflicted by the corpse fiend.

In addition, the Divine Thought of every participant was significantly drained. Even their Divine Path treasures were, to varying degrees, contaminated with an indistinct, lingering corpse poison.

The circumstances were dire, leaving True Man Situ with little room for anything but urgent action.

"We must locate the Evil Embryo and strike it down without delay, after which we can focus on purifying the Primordial Spirit. If the Evil God is truly resurrected, then all other concerns will become utterly irrelevant..."

True Man Situ voiced his grim thoughts internally, before declaring, "Let us proceed."

Under the protection of Wenren Wan, the group followed the blood threads—interconnected by the mother-child bond—as they ventured deeper into Black Mountain, determined to find the Evil Embryo's hiding place.

As they pressed onward, True Man Situ cast vigilant glances around, his eyes sharp and penetrating.

They had reached the most remote part of the Barbaric Wilderness Abyssal Swamp, the final destination: Black Mountain.

The mountain forest was unnervingly silent, cloaked in a heavy darkness. The towering mountainous terrain encircled them like an inverted ceremonial plate, forming a natural altar for the Black Mountain.

An all-encompassing stillness permeated the surroundings; nothing stirred except for the pervasive darkness. Not even a whisper of an evil spirit could be detected.

It appeared as though even malevolent spirits hesitated to trespass into this particular Abyssal Swamp of Black Mountain, to set foot upon this sacred ground consecrated for the Evil God's resurgence.

Amidst the profound darkness, only that fragile thread of the "mother-child connection," a bloodline pathway, guided their forward progress.

The further they advanced, the more pronounced the bloodline thread became, truly resembling an "umbilical cord," uniting mother and child across the intervening distance.

Wenren Wan's own heartbeat quickened, as if the child she yearned for day and night was indeed within the looming darkness nearby.

It wasn't solely Wenren Wan; they all perceived a faint yet profoundly eerie heartbeat echoing around them.

This rhythmic pulse grew steadily stronger and more imminent.

At last, within the oppressive darkness, another cluster of scarlet light began to materialize.

This crimson luminescence was deep, flowing like liquid blood, in perpetual motion. Enveloped within this scarlet glow was the form of a child, bound by intricate blood threads.

Upon beholding this child, Wenren Wan's heart shattered. Tears welled in her eyes, and she couldn't help but cry out:

"Yu Er..."

Her instinct was to rush forward immediately, to embrace her child, but True Man Situ's restraining hand suddenly halted her.

"Wait!"

True Man Situ's gaze fixed upon Yu Er, his expression etched with extreme gravity.

He meticulously scanned the immediate vicinity. After a brief period of intense contemplation, he retrieved the Red Gold Cup. Manipulating the Six Yang light to emit a soft, gentle glow, he began to cautiously probe the surrounding area.

The subtle radiation from the Six Yang Red Gold gradually illuminated the environment around them.

Everyone present narrowed their eyes, taking in the horrifying spectacle, their pupils contracting in shock as their faces turned ashen.

The entirety of the mountain, encompassing the vast landscape, was densely populated with eggs.

These were eggs of jet-black demonic monsters.

While some of these eggs were still in the process of incubation, others had transformed into a transparent, blood-red hue. Within these crimson shells, the writhing forms of demonic monster talons and fangs could be discerned.

"These are... the demonic monsters that serve the Evil God... there are so many of them..."

A profound chill gripped True Man Situ's heart.

While other demonic beasts and vile spirits might not necessarily possess such "contaminating" power, the demonic beasts that accompanied the Evil God were, without exception, conduits of "pollution." Even the potency of their malevolent thoughts could surpass this "pollution." Nobody knew what bizarre evil spirits might hatch from these countless evil eggs with the Evil God's resurgence, or what foul Power of Laws these spirits would wield. A single evil spirit tainted by the Evil God's essence power would be exceedingly dangerous. Yet, before them, they were densely packed, swarming the entire mountain. The mere thought of these evil spirits spreading like a tumor, like a plague of the Evil God, across the Qianzhou Land, sent True Man Situ's heart racing and his scalp tingling.

As True Man Situ trembled in fear, the voice of the woman in white pierced the air, "Senior Situ, look over there..." Her voice, though cold, was laced with urgency and shock.

Following the direction indicated by the white-robed woman, True Man Situ frowned and looked. Beside "Yu Er," the true embryo of the Evil God, hidden within the endless darkness, were four even larger demonic beast eggs. These eggs, standing several feet tall, were made of gnarled black-purple flesh, etched with demonic patterns resembling poppies, all connected by bloodlines to Yu Er and surrounding the altar, guarding their Divine Lord. Within these colossal demonic beast eggs, some had already "matured," their flesh transforming into a transparent, blood-red membrane. Through this membrane, a glimpse of the terrifying entity being incubated inside could be seen.

The term "Fetal Demon" instantly sprang to True Man Situ's mind. This was a more potent variant, offspring demonic beasts that accompanied the true embryo of the Evil God. They served as natural "guardians" and could be considered the Evil God's "siblings" or "offspring." However, what astonished True Man Situ even more was that while the ground was still covered with countless incubating demonic beast eggs, one of the four gigantic fetal demon eggs had already cracked open. The blood within had spilled onto the ground, signifying that one "fetal demon" accompanying the Evil Embryo had awakened prematurely and might have been following them all along.

A shiver ran down his spine as True Man Situ hastily exclaimed:

"Be careful!"

At that very moment, the man bearing the talisman felt a damp, soft sensation on his neck, accompanied by an alluring fragrance and an intoxicating touch. He instinctively reached up, only to find his hand covered in blood. On his neck was a lip print—a bright red, tender, wriggling mark, like a crimson worm.