The Quest for Immortality-Chapter 860: Golden Marrow (2)

After its further refinement by Li Fire, it transformed into a bluish-white energy.

Mo Hua stood high above on the Li Mountain Fire Cremation Compound Formation, watching countless Demon Monsters and all sorts of ghosts wail painfully within the Formation, turning into black ash. He couldn’t help but nod his head.

"The Formation really is more effective..."

"Body Cultivation is too clumsy."

Occasionally flexing his muscles and "joints" was fine for a bit of fun, but relying on his own unsystematic, novice Tao Cultivation Martial Arts to vanquish demons was just too inefficient.

Mo Hua sat down cross-legged.

He was about to "eat."

The Li Mountain Fire Cremation Formation incinerated Demon Monsters and also purified their Demonic Qi, refining it into white energy.

Mo Hua sat beside it, "baking" and "eating" simultaneously.

Thread by thread, Divine Thoughts entered his stomach, continuously fortifying Mo Hua’s Divine Sense.

However, by the time Mo Hua had "finished eating," his Divine Sense Realm remained at fifteen Patterns. Although it had deepened, he had not yet made a breakthrough.

After the Li Mountain Fire Cremation Formation annihilated that group of Demon Monsters, it too gradually vanished.

All Demon Monsters were massacred.

All black water was evaporated to exhaustion.

Only one remained…

It seemed to have always hidden in the deepest parts of the black water, shrouded and leaving no trace.

But now, with the Demon Monsters slaughtered and the black water burned away, it had no choice but to reveal its true form.

This was a…

Mo Hua narrowed his eyes and peered, "A ram’s head?"

White Bone with a human face, fierce ram horns. It was not very large in stature—only about the height of an average adult Cultivator, but much shorter than the other Demon Monsters.

Mo Hua asked in confusion, "What are you?"

The Demon Monster with bone face and ram horns, enraged by the question, screamed incomprehensibly. Seeing Mo Hua’s puzzled face, it switched to a clumsy but sinister human voice,

"Impudent little ghost!"

"Killing some Divine Slaves and Demon Wraiths, you think you’re great?"

"I am a God’s Enforcer…"

"Offending the Divine Lord is a crime deserving death. If you kneel and beg for mercy, convert to my Lord, I might bestow favor and spare you…"

With a flash of the Water Passing Step, Mo Hua closed the distance, clenched his fist, and landed a punch right on its face.

The Demon Monster had no resistance and was directly sent flying by Mo Hua’s punch, crashing to the ground like a torn sack, rolling several times before struggling to flee.

Mo Hua stretched out his right hand, solidifying it into golden Formation Patterns, locking it down, and then gestured with his hand.

Golden chains dragged the Demon Monster back in front of Mo Hua.

Mo Hua delivered another punch, sending it flying again, then pulling it back and hitting it once more…

After three or four such iterations, the Demon Monster was beaten limp on the ground.

Mo Hua walked over and stepped on it, looking puzzled, "You seem like an idiot? Don’t you understand the situation?"

You had become so strong.

It had hatched Demon spawn which you had incinerated with the Formation and roasted for food.

How could this Demon Monster not see the situation and still act so arrogantly?

Mo Hua kicked it and asked,

"God’s Enforcer, huh? Are you an Evil Fiend’s lackey?"

"And the Divine Lord? Is it an Evil God?"

The bone-faced, ram-horned Demon Monster seethed with anger, "Insulting the Divine Lord, you…"

It intended to curse "You should die," but seeing Mo Hua raise his little fist with a "ferocious" expression, it dared not utter it.

Mo Hua looked at the Demon Monster, stroking his chin, somewhat puzzled, "You seem... not afraid of death?"

The Demon Monster sneered,

"Sacrificing oneself for the Divine Lord is the greatest honor, and furthermore…"

Its voice became delirious, eyes glittering with fanaticism,

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"I am a God’s Enforcer, protected by the Divine Lord, my Divine Thoughts everlasting. You can humiliate and beat me, but you will never, ever kill me!"

"The Divine Lord is immortal, and so am I!"

Mo Hua was momentarily stunned, only then realizing, after having landed many punches on this bone-faced, ram-horned creature, that there were no cracks on its bones, and its ram horns had not broken either.

Although the Li Mountain Fire Cremation Formation had burned its black water, it had not harmed it in the slightest.

"How strange..."

Mo Hua’s gaze sharpened, scrutinizing this Demon Monster.

Despite its bluster, the Demon Monster felt intimidated under Mo Hua’s intense gaze.

Suddenly, Mo Hua’s eyes lit up, "Ram horn!"

He reached out to touch the ram horns on the Demon Monster’s head, even tried to force them off, but found he couldn’t break them.

On closer inspection, Mo Hua’s expression grew intense.

"Solid…"

Ordinary Divine Thoughts were like mist.

Mo Hua’s Divine Thoughts were Condensed like mercury.

And this Demon Monster’s ram horns, no, not just the ram horns, its entire ram-horned skull, seemed almost "solid," exceptionally sturdy.

"From ethereal to tangible…"

Mo Hua was shocked.

His expression did not escape the notice of the Demon Monster, who smirked triumphantly and sneered, "You know of the Divine Lord’s… what are you doing?!"

It didn’t finish speaking, seeing Mo Hua open his mouth and bite down on the "ram horn."

Unfortunately, he couldn’t bite through.

Mo Hua then bashed the ram horns a few times, finding them incredibly hard…

"Quite the tough bone…"

Mo Hua muttered.

The Demon Monster scoffed, "Glad you realize…"

But Mo Hua’s competitive spirit was stirred, resolve forming—to crush this bone today no matter what.

Bone soup, strong and robust!

If he managed to gnaw this tough bone, wouldn’t his Divine Sense become even stronger?

Perhaps he could break through to sixteen Patterns, or even approach seventeen Patterns?

Mo Hua’s eyes gleamed with excitement. Then, under the frightened gaze of the Demon Monster, Mo Hua tried every trick—using Formation, Spell, and then his little fists to pound.

But no matter what, the ram-horned skull remained unscathed.

Mo Hua’s frown deepened.

The Demon Monster gradually became relieved.

"As expected! The protection of the Divine Lord, indestructibly firm!"