Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 563 Capturing the Hearts of Ten Thousand Beasts, That Guest?
Mo Cang is dead!

Despite all the resentment and unwillingness, the outcome could not be changed.

The massive body of the Myriad Beasts Yang God slowly leaned back and fell to the ground.

This Yang God is essentially no different from the previous Myriad Beasts Body;

Because after achieving the status of a Great Venerable, the physical body and the primordial spirit become one.

This Yang God's body is only more agile because it carries the hearts of all beasts and the source of their divine thoughts.

The body of the beasts that once existed was now an empty shell, parasitized by the blood of Mo Cang.

Li Wushou speculated that this parasitism was not only for suppressing many Nascent Soul cultivators and extracting their essence and blood to create a sea of ​​blood.

They also hope that when they transform into Venerables, they can have another Venerable-level bloodline.

Such a main body, with two blood bodies at the Venerable level.

Even within the Venerable Realm, Mo Cang can be considered a powerful figure.

"What a pity, she ran into me!"

He muttered to himself, and the golden sea of ​​blood receded, transforming back into the form of his golden core clone.

The Golden Core clone's waist and abdomen had grown larger, giving him the appearance of someone in middle age.

But the next moment, the golden core clone grew taller and became more symmetrical again.

The essence of Mo Cang's blood body had not yet been fully refined; it was simply swallowed whole.

At this moment, the opponent was still churning inside the Golden Core clone, but it could no longer cause any trouble.

He stepped down from the void and landed on the blood-red altar.

The White Bone Cicada clone and the Golden Core clone stood side by side.

The white bone cicada clone beside him moved swiftly, its foot blade flashing across the air, cleaving open the fallen body of the Beast Venerable Yang God.

A golden heart, surrounded by the shadows of many beasts, resides quietly within the chest cavity.

Although the thoughts of all beasts have been extinguished, this heart of all beasts continues to beat rhythmically.

The Golden Core clone grasped in mid-air, and the Heart of Ten Thousand Beasts flew out from its chest cavity. The essence blood of ten thousand beasts, which had reversed the Dao, bound the Heart of Ten Thousand Beasts, unwilling to let it go.

With a slight exertion, Li Wushou broke the chains of essence and blood, and the Heart of Ten Thousand Beasts landed in his palm.

Finally got it!
Gazing at the heart of ten thousand beasts, Li Wushou's golden core clone suddenly felt a tremor run through his body.

Li Wushou knew that it was an irrepressible craving of flesh and blood!

A glint of shrewdness flashed in Li Wushou's eyes, and he smiled knowingly.

"Sure enough!"

Even before swallowing the Heart of Ten Thousand Beasts, Li Wushou had already determined its purpose.

Aside from the initial desire to replenish the Golden Core Dragon Seed, which was a heartfelt longing for Li Wushou, most other times it was purely a desire to eat.

Especially recently, he had swallowed too much flesh and blood, but he never felt this way again.

It's just unknown whether consuming the Heart of Ten Thousand Beasts and Mo Cang's blood body will allow him to fully advance his Golden Core Dragon Seed.

If the job can be completed, it will save him a lot of trouble.

Otherwise, he would have to spend more time figuring out Moro.

After a moment of contemplation, Li Wushou's mind stirred.

A crack appeared in the palm of the Golden Core clone, and the Heart of Ten Thousand Beasts moved into it.

At the same time, the White Bone Cicada clone walked to the remaining Yang God's body.

Gazing at this mutilated body, Li Wushou felt a strange mix of emotions.

At this moment, the brow of the Myriad Beasts Yang God was pierced by the killing intent of Zhu Liuli's true spirit, and the purple full moon shattered.

Streaks of purple light, like haphazardly applied paint, stained the faces of the myriad beasts in a somewhat chaotic manner.

Deprived of the lifeblood of the beasts' hearts, the beast heads that had been vying to emerge from the Yang God's body withered away, leaving the body riddled with holes and almost unrecognizable. Combined with the intense, malevolent aura, even Li Wushou, with his normally voracious appetite, and the White Bone Cicada's bloodthirsty instincts, found it somewhat repulsive!
Eat it, but I can't bring myself to do it.

If he doesn't eat it, although the essence of all the beasts has been taken by the Golden Core clone, the remaining remains, combined with the shell within the White Bamboo Dharma Realm, are enough to allow Li Wushou's White Bone Cicada Body to advance further.

This will also make up for the loss caused by the burning of the Dao veins.

Although these Dao veins can still be transplanted through the main body, it is quite laborious for the main body to transplant them.

After thinking it over, the White Bone Cicada decided to eat!
But not through its own power, the White Bamboo Dharma Realm quietly opened, and a white cloud drifted out of the Dharma Realm.

A buzzing sound echoed in the void, and countless white bone cicadas flew out from the white clouds, hovering above the blood-red altar.

Just as Li Wushou was about to command the White Bone Cicada to crawl through the hole into the body of the Myriad Beasts Yang God and devour the remains, Li Wushou suddenly paused.

He suddenly thought of a question!
That was Mo Cang's true form and his six protectors; to be precise, they only entered the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts last night.

Before this, when he was parasitizing the tavern owner's body, he had spoken with the Vermilion Bird Clan's Nascent Soul cultivator who guarded the Vermilion Bird Gate.

The other party mentioned that their ancestor had gone out to receive a guest a few days earlier!
Since that day, Ancestor Suzaku felt as if he had been reborn.

When Li Wushou saw Mo Cang's blood body residing in the body of ten thousand beasts, he naturally assumed that this guest must be Mo Cang's blood body.

But looking back now, something seems off!
Mo Cang's blood body is gloomy and easily angered, which is very different from his calm and collected nature.

Could Mo Cang's blood body alone really trigger the backlash of the Myriad Beasts Dao Technique, dismantling his Yang Spirit and extracting his essence and blood?
If Mo Cang truly possessed such abilities, why would he need to rely on the Purple Moon to wreak havoc on the Endless City today, gathering resentful thoughts to reverse the Yang spirits of all beasts?

Given the celestial phenomenon of a solar eclipse, wouldn't it be better to reverse it directly?

Even if more resentment is needed, wouldn't it be simpler to devour the Endless City after reversing the Yang God of Ten Thousand Beasts?
But that's not the case!

Judging from the situation just now, even with the help of the resentment harvested from the City of Endless Chaos, Mo Cang is still having a hard time reversing the situation!
He only succeeded in one fell swoop after falling into despair.

This is enough to show that even if the Dao of Ten Thousand Beasts was flawed and was ambushed by the Blood Sea Sacred Domain, Mo Cang himself was still unable to suppress the Ten Thousand Beasts.

Then the previous guest could not possibly be the bloodline of Mo Cang!
Who is capable of doing this?

The result is self-evident!

The Golden Core clone and the White Bone Cicada Body stood side by side, gazing at the intricate purple streaks on the heads of the myriad beasts. The White Bone Cicada Body softly asked:
"The Lord of Blood Sun is quite composed. Even after the Holy Son's Dao has perished and his wishes have been thwarted, he remains unperturbed?"

With those words, the turmoil in the void subsided.

Only numerous white-boned cicadas remained, hovering above the blood-red altar, their constant buzzing the soft sound of their wings vibrating.

After a long while, the altar remained silent.

The Golden Core clone raised an eyebrow.

"The ruler of a region certainly has an impressive air about him. Since the Lord of Blood Sun is unwilling to show himself, then I will personally come to invite him!"

As he spoke, he quietly took a step forward.

A burst of light emanates from his fingertips, ready to be pointed at the altar.

Just then, the altar trembled slightly.

A gentle breeze swept across the altar, and even the gloom emanating from the God of Ten Thousand Beasts seemed to lessen somewhat.

Ripples of light and shadow spread, and a sigh escaped.

"Why are you two so relentlessly pressuring me, fellow Daoists?"

His words were tinged with melancholy, without a trace of resentment.

A figure bearing a striking resemblance to Mo Cang emerged from the light and shadow.

Unlike Mo Cang, the newcomer wore a crown, with a large, golden-red sun floating above his forehead.

The figure in the light and shadow was also dressed in a blood-red robe. The moment it appeared, it was like the warm spring sun, illuminating the hearts of all things.

The newcomer was none other than Moro, the lord of the Blood Sea Sacred Domain!
After speaking, Moro bowed amicably to the two of them, but when he looked up again, his gaze was fixed on Li Wushou's golden core clone.

The lips parted, and the mouth opened again, saying:

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the newly appointed master of the Sealing Spirit Path, the Second Master of the Three Immortal Mountains, right?"

(End of this chapter)