The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2791: God-slaying

What exactly just happened...?

Why did the "undying" man-eating General Sishen suddenly kneel down?

What was that invisible intense wave just now?

Who exactly is this Mr. Witch?

These bewildered and confused thoughts echoed among everyone, especially within the hearts of the barbarian cultivators of the Shugu tribe led by General Lugu.

The air was deathly still.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Hua, with Divine Thought Out of the Body, slashed away the evil thoughts in Sishen’s eyes with a sword, and then slowly closed his eyes, withdrawing the flowing Sword Intent within them. His entire demeanor became calm, as if he had done something trivial.

"Bind Sishen’s corpse."

Mo Hua said indifferently.

Lugu’s heart was still filled with disbelief and shock, but he knew the situation was special and there was no room for delay, so he said in a heavy voice:

"Bring the heavy chains of the Shugu tribe."

Then several Golden Core cultivators from the Shugu tribe each took out a section of black heavy bone chains from their storage bags and firmly locked the kneeling corpse of Sishen.

This was a set of Third Grade Middle Rank restraint tools.

They appeared to have been left by the ancestors of the Shugu tribe.

Sishen, stripped of evil thoughts and lost his "motivation," was left to be bound by these massive chains that locked its physical body without showing any sign of resistance.

Lugu’s eyelid twitched slightly as he turned to look at Mo Hua. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly asked:

"Mr.... Witch, what exactly is going on?"

The unintentional respect and even a hint of awe had slipped into his words.

No one understood Sishen’s strength better than he did.

The battle just now, facing the nearly "undying" Sishen, made him feel an almost despairing pressure.

And such a Sishen was merely subdued by a single command to "kneel."

Lugu was profoundly shocked and puzzled.

What puzzled him even more was why his brother Sishen had turned into such a state.

Mo Hua glanced at Lugu and said calmly:

"This is heresy at work."

Lugu frowned, "Heresy?"

Mo Hua nodded, his expression solemn, and said:

"There is an evil spirit here, spreading heresy, confusing people’s minds. General Sishen was controlled by it, which is why he ’came back to life’ and wreaked havoc."

"Now, I uphold the Divine Lord’s will, borrowing the Supreme Divine Power from the Divine Lord, which allowed me to annihilate the telekinesis of the evil spirit and halt General Lugu’s malevolent actions."

"Everything is a gift from the Divine Lord."

Dan Zhu and Chi Feng had no doubts about this.

The two Elders, Ba Shan and Ba Chuan, looked at the "all-knowing" and "all-powerful" Mo Hua, their eyes unconsciously filled with a hint of fanaticism.

The barbarian soldiers of Danque Tribe started shouting loudly, "The Divine Lord is great," "The might of the Shaman Lord is mighty."

Amidst the roaring and cheering, Mo Hua maintained a sacred and solemn expression.

Lugu looked at Mo Hua, his Heart Spirit somewhat confused.

This fair-faced youth at the Foundation Establishment Realm, was he an evil demon monster or a holy shaman?

He truly couldn’t tell now.

"Then... Mr. Witch," Lugu said gravely, "What about my brother Sishen now? Will he cause chaos again?"

Mo Hua was just about to say, "He won’t, the Divine Lord has suppressed him," but before he could finish, a menacing low growl suddenly rang out.

This sound was bloody and oppressive.

Everyone’s expressions changed, and they turned their heads to see Sishen, kneeling on the ground and bound by heavy armor. At this moment, black blood was already oozing from his dark eye sockets.

The evil thoughts began to surge again.

A heartbeat-like throb began to quake, exuding a hunger for flesh.

Sishen had "come back to life" again.

Lugu felt a chill in his heart and quickly looked at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua’s pupils also contracted. .

This Sishen...

Even though he had eradicated the evil spirit’s thoughts in his Sea of Consciousness, it hadn’t been long before these evil thoughts began to sprout again.

This indicated that lurking in Sishen’s mind now was likely the true... telekinesis of the Evil God...

"The true Evil God..."

Mo Hua turned his head towards the mist-filled Sishen tribe territory.

Various signs indicated that it was possible a true Evil God could be bred in Sishen’s tribe.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and slowly said:

"The embodiment of heresy still exists, and evil has not been driven out, so Sishen will continue to ’come back to life’..."

This statement made everyone’s complexion turn pale, and a somber cloud hung over everyone’s heart, making them extremely oppressed.

"However..."

Mo Hua said sternly again, "I am the shaman, spreading the fame of the Divine Lord, sweeping away all evil spirits is the shaman’s mission."

"Now this heresy hides deep in the mist."

"I will enter the mist, borrowing the power of the Divine Lord, and personally slay this heresy, pacifying the evil mist of the Sishen tribe."

"Let General Sishen and the deceased members of the Sishen tribe no longer be controlled by evil thoughts, no longer linger in the world with their bloody remnants, and attain eternal peace..."

Mo Hua’s gaze carried deep compassion.

Everyone looked towards the thick mist, knowing that within this terrifying mist, there lurked the heresy of the deity.

This heresy had consumed the Sishen tribe, causing even General Sishen to find life worse than death.

And now, the Shaman Lord intended to personally enter this mist and venture into the depths of the fallen ruins of the Sishen tribe...

Everyone felt a mix of reverence and worry in their hearts.

Dan Zhu immediately said, "Sir, I will go with you."

Mo Hua shook his head, "I will go alone."

"Sir..."

Mo Hua said gently, "If you go in with me, I won’t be able to protect you."

A Foundation Establishment cultivator wouldn’t be able to protect a Golden Core.

This statement was somewhat strange, but under these circumstances, everyone felt no sense of incongruity when hearing it.