The First Immortal of Destiny-Chapter 689 Blood Cloud Disperses_1
A burst of golden light rolled, sending Zhao Lingyin back into the big array within the Riverside Sect.
At this moment, Shen Mo's body was obscured by rainbow light and the Crystal Brahma Flame. The Riverside Sect disciples couldn't see his actual condition, but they knew he hadn't died under the ninth Heavenly Thunder. They all breathed a sigh of relief.
Only Shen Mo himself knew how serious the injuries to his Dao Body and soul were!
The destructive power contained in the last Heavenly Thunder was truly terrifying. After being struck, more than half of his Dao Body was scorched black. All its Flesh and Blood, meridians, and bones had lost their vitality, no different from dry wood and charcoal. Moreover, the striking thunder could directly injure his three souls and seven spirits; his soul had nearly shattered.
If he were still a Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator, he might have already perished; even the [Rebirth from the Residual Body] Skill would not have been able to save him.
Even now, thunder power still lingered deep within his Dao Body and soul, radiating a terrifying aura that destroyed everything in its path and constantly preventing him from healing.
SWOOSH!
With a flash of Sword Light, Shen Mo opened his Sword Zone, took out several High-Grade Spirit Pills, and consumed them. He then began to circulate his cultivation method, attempting to refine and expel the thunder power within him and heal the injuries to his physical body and soul!
However, as soon as he regained a trace of vitality, it was destroyed by the residual thunder power in his body. The medicinal power and True Yuan were unable to circulate throughout him. This meant he could only rely on a slow, grinding effort to gradually refine and eliminate this foreign power.
But the tribulation of the Demonic Killing Field was about to descend, and Shen Mo could not afford to recover slowly.
Big Moro Yao, who had flown over from the Fairy Flower Valley, seemed to perceive his critical condition. After a slight hesitation, she took out a pink flower bud and handed it to Shen Mo.
"Shen, this is the sap of our Mother Tree. After you consume it, you can use its Divine Power to suppress your injuries..."
"Thank you, Big Moro Yao. I will remember this favor!"
Shen Mo's heart stirred. He immediately reached out, accepted the flower bud, opened it, and found a drop of milky-white sap inside. It emanated a faint fragrance and a strange luster flowed over it.
Without a moment's hesitation, he tilted his head and let the sap drip into his mouth. A warm sensation spread from his throat to his abdomen.
The next instant, a vast wave of life energy erupted, surging into every part of his Dao Body and soul in the blink of an eye. Even the areas of "dead" Flesh and Blood, meridians, and bones, which had become like dry wood and charcoal, were filled with a gentle, vigorous life force.
The thunder power, which carried a destructive aura, was instantly and completely suppressed.
Seeing the remarkable effect of the Mother Tree sap, Shen Mo was overjoyed. He immediately utilized this vigorous vitality to circulate his cultivation method.
The *Three-Heads Six-Arms True Immortal Technique* mobilized his blood essence primality, transforming it into new Flesh and Blood, meridians, and bones. As light fluctuated around him, layers of dead bone, dead flesh, and dead skin, along with strands of crackling thunder, continuously sloughed off from both inside and outside his Dao Body, replaced by brand new Flesh and Blood!
As the injuries to his physical body rapidly healed, the *Divine Soul Contemplation Scripture* and the *Great Sun Tathagata Heart Scripture* began to operate. The Scorching Sun Soul Phase's light illuminated all directions, and the Azure Cloud Pure Land clarified the cosmos, constantly dispelling and eliminating the tribulation thunder power deep within his soul. He also refined essence into Qi, and Qi into Spirit, using them as nourishment to begin repairing the injuries to his soul.
However, at this moment, the tribulation power that filled the heavens and the earth became even denser!
Zhao Lingyin and many other sect cultivators felt panic surge in their hearts once again. They sent mental messages to Shen Mo, their tones filled with urgency and worry.
"Don't worry. The final tribulation can't kill me!"
Shen Mo dismissed the Crystal Brahma Flame, revealing his body, which had mostly recovered. He reassured Zhao Lingyin and all the Sect Disciples.
The Thunder Tribulation had passed, and the "man-made calamity"—a vast expanse of white bones stretching ten thousand zhang—had been utterly destroyed under the ninth Heavenly Thunder.
However, Shen Mo was fully aware that Lin Zhaozai had not perished. He was a Heavenly Monarch who had achieved enlightenment. If such a being truly perished in body and Dao, there would naturally be a response from the world, and all sorts of terrifying celestial phenomena would arise. He would not have disappeared so silently!
Of course, having experienced such a blow, Lin Zhaozai would undoubtedly be severely weakened. It would likely take him a century or more to recover. For now, he was no longer a factor in the grand scheme of things.
"Those ten-thousand-zhang white bones are the Dao Body of a Heavenly Monarch. The bone fragments that weren't completely destroyed by the tribulation thunder are all top-tier forging materials. You can all gather them…"
Before Shen Mo finished speaking, his figure vanished from his original position without any warning.
The next moment, terrifying sounds rumbled down from the sky above. Faint flashes of sword Qi and magic spirit light flickered, and a rain of blood began to fall.
Everyone, including Zhao Lingyin and Big Moro Yao, directed their five senses towards the blood-red clouds in the sky. Within the unfolding scene of the battlefield, a Three-headed Six-armed figure appeared, wielding numerous magic treasures and with wings on its back. It was fighting fiercely against terrifying existences that resembled gods and demons!
Sword Light flashed, exotic beasts roared, flames surged, immortal light flowed, lightning flashed, thunder boomed, blood-red flags danced, and corpses piled up like mountains...
This continued for three days and three nights, until the blood-red clouds finally dissipated, and the Demonic Killing Field returned to nothingness!
「At this time.」
The Protectors of the various Forbidden Lands each retracted their gazes. Some wore faint smiles, some sighed deeply with emotion, some remained expressionless, while others had eyes gleaming ominously.
Flower Fairy A Yao also dispelled her Nature Spells and returned to the Fairy Flower Valley.
Many Riverside Sect disciples also emerged from the big array. They began clearing the corpses of the Five-colored Moles, excavating the Heavenly Monarch's bones from the battlefield, and tidying up the shattered landscape.
Shen Mo, having survived the tribulation of the Demonic Killing Field, returned to his secluded chamber in GuanYun Mansion.
He was now covered in injuries and looked rather miserable.
Of his original Three Heads and Six Arms, only one incomplete head remained; half of it had been sheared off in the Demonic Killing Field. Only his right eye and the bridge of his nose were intact; the left eye, mouth, and lower jaw were all gone.
Only three arms remained. The second one on his right side was intact. Of the other two, one was severed from the forearm, and the other was mangled, with only half a palm remaining!
Furthermore, the majority of his chest and abdomen was destroyed. His ribs, internal organs, and more were completely shattered. Through the gaping wounds, one could see half of a heart still feebly beating.
Dozens of different foreign powers were entangled within his body. Their quality was almost on par with his own Chaotic Yuan and One Qi, making them extremely difficult to refine and eliminate. The divine and wondrous effect of the Mother Tree sap from the Flower Fairy had been entirely exhausted; Shen Mo would have to slowly wear down these powers himself.
"During my bloody battle in the Demonic Killing Field, several Class V Demons secretly attacked me!"
"Once I regain my full strength, I will definitely make them pay! Hmph..."
Shen Mo's remaining right eye flashed with a peculiar light as he thought this.
When he was drawn into the Demonic Killing Field and forced into a bloody struggle with the demonic phantoms within, he had sensed strange fluctuations from several Forbidden Lands. They had secretly maneuvered, intending to have him killed amidst the tribulation. Fortunately, Protectors from other, more benevolent or neutral Forbidden Lands had intervened, helping him fend off those attacks.
The Demons that plotted against him included Outer Zone races such as the Thousand-Eyed, the Smoke Demon, and the Human-Faced Willow. Shen Mo had made a firm mental note, vowing to settle this score!
