Longevity Strange Immortal

Chapter 482 - 107 Stepping into the Heavenly Palace Stage

The Demon Cave no longer resembled the paradise it once seemed upon first arrival; everywhere was littered with bones, and the vegetation was stained with a foul, putrid layer of dried blood.Describing the Demon Cave as a hell on earth was not the least bit exaggerated.

The number of deceitful objects dying daily in the Demon Cave likely exceeded a hundred thousand, causing the plague to grow so dense that a ghostly green fog shrouded the mountains.

The awakening of the Plague Lord plunged the entire Demon Cave into utter chaos, with the plague spreading to every corner of the small world.

A moose grazed at the grass, though half of its brain was already exposed, its sense of pain temporarily dulled by the plague.

After taking just a few steps, the moose collapsed, its corpse undergoing flesh proliferation to transform into a deceitful object, only to be entirely consumed by the budding flowers that covered the ground.

The more corpses there were, the more horrifying the reproduction brought by Lord Yang De became.

However, some mortals had not even matured before becoming nourishment for the plague, making the rules of the Demon Cave increasingly extreme.

The Fourth Dao Jun was also about to descend.

[Savior Lord]

From the mortal’s perspective, a colossal figure spanning thousands of miles appeared again in the sky.

The Plague Lord’s face contorted as he stared blankly at the Savior Lord; the Savior Lord’s expression was one of mercy for all beings, yet his features were reversed and distorted.

The Savior Lord, whose original name was Wang Jianshan, had not willingly transformed into this maggot-shaped monstrosity but was coerced by demon cultivators who killed his loved ones one by one. In the end, he succumbed and became one of the Four Taoist Lords.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the Ten Thousand Demon Dao, the morally pure Wang Jianshan could balance the other three Taoist Lords. But they hadn’t anticipated that the Savior Lord’s descent into madness would make intervening in the Demon Cave even harder.

At the mere projection of the Savior Lord’s shadow, large-scale blood sacrifices erupted throughout the towns.

Salvation meant release.

The blood sacrifices only drove the Four Taoist Lords further into insanity.

Under normal circumstances, it would be time to retreat from the Demon Cave; yet, the Ten Thousand Demon Dao remained fixated on Lord Chaoxi, with movements continuously emanating from Business Leader City.

Under the Word-to-Law command of Lord Chaoxi, flesh and blood once again formed into giant puppet constructs.

The Gate God, covered entirely in oral organs and with deformed limbs, could not support its own body, facing the demon cultivators’ externalized Dharma Bodies alongside the Immortal of Colossal Spirit.

Both puppets originated from the remnants of Lord Chaoxi’s memories.

After all, Lord Chaoxi had once been nothing but a commoner. Perhaps, in his recollections, the celestial and divine paintings adorning every household symbolized the mightiest forces in existence. ary construct to show faint signs of advancing to the Five Qi Period.

Magnetic force enveloped an area forty miles wide, countless corpses revolving around the Dharma Body.

"Jie jie jie, if nothing unexpected occurs, judging by the progress of the Three Dharma Bodies, I might even advance to the Void Refining Stage simultaneously."

The smooth progress in cultivation alleviated Li Mo’s earlier frustrations.

Li Mo rose and looked toward Business Leader City.

The city was a land of corpse mountains and blood seas, with roofs draped in human tendons and countless skeletons densely packed like forests.

The demon cultivators seemed to be stalling for time, showing no intention of killing Lord Chaoxi.

"Could the Daoist and Demon factions have reached some sort of verbal agreement? Why would they allow the Ten Thousand Demon Dao to control Lord Chaoxi so freely? Or perhaps, the Taoist sects don’t realize that the Four Taoist Lords represent the Fake Heavenly Dao?"

Li Mo neither confirmed nor denied his suspicions.

He couldn’t help but feel that the attitudes of the Daoist and Demon factions toward the upheaval of heaven and earth were far too ambivalent.

Li Mo mused to himself, "This world is already insane. Can we really rely on the upper echelons of the Daoist and Demon factions to act rationally?"

Even though the Daoist and Demon factions currently opposed repeating the upheaval of heaven and earth, there was no guarantee they wouldn’t succumb to temptation in the future.

"Junior Brother."

A chill ran through Li Mo’s entire body.

A cold, clear female voice nestled into his ears.

Li Mo turned his head to see a woman standing not far away. She gave off not a single trace of aura, yet she made his hair stand on end.

Senior Sister Zu Xiuyun stood with an expressionless face, dressed in rough linen with her hair tied up by a jade hairpin. Her attire looked no different from an ordinary mortal woman.

Li Mo’s gaze lingered on Zu Xiuyun’s jade hairpin for a few moments.

The hairpin was made of Low Grade Spirit Material, [Pure Wood Jade].

The Pure Wood Jade hairpin could stabilize the mental realm but was only effective for mortals. Perhaps it had merely been casually picked up by Zu Xiuyun to tie her hair.

"Li Mo, it’s been a long time."