Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 565 The God of Sacrifice Returns to Heaven, and the Celestial Changes Accelerate Again

The voice was clear and decisive!
These venerable ones who survived the great upheaval of the past were most adept at assessing the situation and making judgments.

And once they have grasped the situation, they are the most decisive and ruthless!
Faced with Li Wushou's refusal to let go, Moro actually chose to burn and sacrifice his own Yang God!

The purple-gold flames ignited the Yang God from the inside out, and Moro chanted incessantly, seemingly an ancient sacrificial incantation.

The clouds overhead suddenly became unpredictable, and Li Wushou's heart skipped a beat.

He could sense a grand idea resurfacing deep within the void.

It was as if the oldest gear in the world had started to turn!

This scene is strikingly similar to the forced sacrifice of the Sparrow Venerable at the Immortal Mountain in Fenglingdao.
Li Wushou originally thought that Moro was burning his Yang God to fight him to the death, but he did not expect that it was like the Immortal Mountain, to worship the "Heaven and Earth Immortals".

With the power of his utmost strength amplified, his golden core clone unleashed a punch at Moro.

The violent force shattered the void, but Moro's Yang God, surrounded by clouds and purple-gold flames, seemed to leap out of the world.

Even Li Wushou's void blockade could not completely imprison it.

This is not the power of Moro's wisp of Yang spirit, but more like "the celestial beings of heaven and earth protecting the sacrificer".

He also slashed at the white skeletal cicada body beside him, and the result was exactly the same as that of the golden core clone.

Upon seeing this, Moro smirked coldly.

"You dare to defy the immortals?"

Li Wushou looked at the Moro Yangshen, whose aura had not diminished but instead had become even stronger, and his expression turned ugly.

He finally saw through Moro's intentions.

The opponent was not willing to perish together with the enemy, but seeing that this wisp of Yang spirit could not escape, they wanted to accelerate the great changes in the world once again.

This was indeed somewhat unexpected by Li Wushou.

The Golden Core clone had a solemn expression, with golden light shimmering in his palm as he held a golden bone sword.

This time, Li Wushou did not strike Moro, but instead struck the body of the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts, who was lying on the other side.

This Moro, with his imposing aura, seemed to unintentionally obscure the movements of the Venerable Yang God of Ten Thousand Beasts on the altar.

However, ever since Moro secretly reunited the Purple Moon on the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts, Li Wushou has been keeping a close eye on the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts' Yang Spirit.

Sure enough, just as he and the White Bone Cicada attacked Moro, the purple moon pattern between the brows of the Beast Venerable seemed to come alive and began to spread across the Beast Venerable's Yang Spirit.

Li Wushou did not sense a scorching aura within the Yang God's body, where the purple moon fragments had spread.

This aura was exactly the same as the aura that Moro was currently exuding.

In other words, Moro did not only want to sacrifice himself!
He even wanted to sacrifice the remnant body of the Venerable Beasts' Yang God!
Or perhaps what Moro wanted to sacrifice from beginning to end was this remaining body of the Yang God of the Beast Venerable?

He himself did not give up and fled with that purple moon.

"They really went to great lengths!"

It seems that this purple moon is more important to Moro, which confirms Li Wushou's previous guess.

Mo Cang may not simply be the son of Mo Luo.

It is highly likely that it is a blood-formed body of Moro!
With this, the main body gathers the most yang blood in the world, and Mo Cang gathers the most yin blood in the world. Under the extreme yin and yang, it should be able to help Mo Luo advance further in the Venerable Realm.

Therefore, whether Mo Cang died or not is not important!

When the opponent is in dire straits, the most important thing is to gather the fruits of wisdom!
This also explains why, despite his limited abilities, Moro was able to sit idly by and watch Mo Cang die without making a move, and was even able to communicate calmly with Li Wushou.

Having figured this out, Li Wushou disregarded the truth and swung his golden bone sword across the sky, directly striking the neck of the mangled body of the Beast Venerable.

"laugh!"

As expected, the body of the Yang God was directly separated from its head.

A resentful cry suddenly rang out from the altar.

Upon closer inspection, the purple moon-shaped patterns that had just spread from the face to the neck of the Myriad Beasts Yang God's body resembled worms, emerging from the Yang God's flesh and trying to take root in the body below and reconnect the two parts of the body.

But before they could get close, they were pulverized by the sharp sword light that remained on their necks.

Moro, whose body was engulfed in purple-gold flames, underwent a dramatic change in expression.

His eyes were fixed on Li Wushou's golden core clone, and he roared with extreme hatred:

"Li Wushou! A great change is imminent. After the Blood Sea Sacred Domain enters the world, I will surely kill you!" Seeing the clouds gathering around him growing thicker and thicker, Moro had no other choice.

The "Heaven and Earth Immortals" cannot be reversed!
Even the "Immortals of Heaven and Earth" are not to be trifled with!

Just as Li Wushou had guessed, he did indeed harbor the idea of ​​substituting one thing for another.

If he could completely sacrifice to the Yang God of all beasts, he was 60% confident that he could escape back to the Blood Sea Sacred Domain with the protection he received during the sacrifice.

With Li Wushou having extinguished his hopes, Moro had no other choice.

Even if all that remains is the head of the Beast Master, he will fight to the death!
As for whether he can return to the Blood Sea Sacred Domain, that's up to fate.

His brow furrowed, and the purple-gold flames around his body momentarily froze.

Within the head of the Myriad Beasts Yang God lying on the altar, the fragments of the Purple Moon suddenly ignited, rising up a purple-gold flame identical to that on Moro's body.

A strange cloud of mist swirled around the head of the God of Ten Thousand Beasts.

The white-boned cicada body, waiting for its chance, seized the remaining Yang God bodies of the myriad beasts and brought them back to the White Bamboo Dharma Realm.

"Boom!"

At the same time, a loud thud suddenly came from the depths of the void.

Like footsteps, like a heartbeat.
"Splash!"

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the void, and a giant hand emerged from the crack, grabbing the heads of the myriad beasts on the altar in its palm.

The palm was entirely gilded, showing no signs of life.

It had no trace of flesh or blood, resembling a golden statue.

Suddenly, Li Wushou recalled the scene at Zhongtian Pass where the old beggar appeared and tricked the Immortal Mountain.

Although he had only glimpsed one arm of the Dharma body at this moment, Li Wushou inexplicably felt that there was something similar between the two.
This made Li Wushou's heart skip a beat.

He then recalled the rule-based avatar that had appeared in the mysterious mist world of Huazhou and erased the mountain where the White Bone Cicada resided.

However, unlike the previous avatar that tracked the Three Immortals Pavilion, this one seems to be specifically used for collecting offerings.

Nevertheless, Li Wushou immediately sent his original spirit tablet from his physical body into the Three Immortals Pavilion in the Divine Aperture World, and lit three incense sticks on the incense burner.

Whether or not it had any effect, the golden palm did not pay attention to him and the white bone cicada body.

After taking the heads of the myriad beasts, it slowly retreated back into the crevice.

Li Wushou did not act rashly, because he was unsure whether attacking this Dharma body would lead to even worse consequences.

Just as he thought the ritual was over and turned his gaze to Moro, preparing to block his escape with this wisp of Yang God Shield.

Suddenly, the golden hand that had just retracted into the gap peeked out again.

At the same time, the clouds shattered, and a detached voice came from within the gaps.

"not enough!"

The next moment, the extinguished purple-gold flames on Moro's body reignited.

Moro's eyes showed pain, and his heart was filled with boiling hatred.

It's still not enough!

He had anticipated this, but when faced with it, he was still filled with resentment.

With his gaze fixed on Li Wushou's golden core clone and the white bone cicada, Moro groaned as he was gripped in the golden hand.

Then, under the watchful eyes of Li Wushou's two bodies, the golden hand led Moro back into the crevice.

"Boom!"

A loud thud echoed once more from within the void.

It seems like they're getting further away?

After a while, the shattered sky was restored, and the world returned to silence.

Li Wushou gazed at the desolate void, remaining silent for a long time.

Just then, the golden clone and the white bone cicada body exchanged a glance, and both spoke at the same time:
"Someone's coming! So fast!"

(End of this chapter)