Chapter 1475: Momentum Unending, Body Undying (Month-Start Plea for Monthly Tickets)

The black-mud-wrapped head rolled on the ground, bounced twice, spun round and round, split apart halfway through, fell to both sides, and in the blink of an eye turned into a clump of black mud.

Li Shen fell to the ground, yellow dust billowing. The gallbladders of the countless millions of people in the Blood River Realm — pierced through with a single saber stroke!

Green bitter water spread and surged.

Ten thousand upon ten thousand pebbles jumped against the ground, crackling and popping. The earth shattered, ravines sprang up crosswise.

The Blood River seeped into the cracks, gushing out into a lake; foam sprayed unceasingly on the lake surface, a vast expanse of milky white. Violent tremors shattered the water droplets to the utmost; they collided and evaporated in midair, then cooled above, and white mist poured back down.

Exaggerated momentum pressure, like something tangible, bore down horizontally!

Boom!

The air twisted like a dog-days heat wave; rocks were ground into dust.

Qiu Ye flew out horizontally, smashed through Shanfeng, fell into the ravine and spat a mouthful of blood.

The Lotus Bodhisattva's feet sank into the earth.

The entire Jiuyi Mountain was forcibly scraped off a layer of topsoil; yellow earth filled the sky, crushed stone collapsed and slid like mudflows, and crimson gunpowder smoke rushed into the heavens.

Xin Daxi, the Lion King, Ge Zu, and Su Wang, injured no lightly from intercepting the Lotus Master's avatar, looked up in shock.

"Zhang————Zhang Longxiang?"

The Chu King could not believe it; when he made his name, Zhang Longxiang had not yet been born, and even if Great Qian was defeated, he was merely a latecomer who had risen to sudden fame!

The sky was completely occupied by crimson gunpowder smoke.

It was a crimson terror utterly different from the Blood River; a gale blasted the face, Wu Lingxu and Fei Taiyu stared with wide eyes and gaping mouths, could barely keep their eyes open, and stood with difficulty.

Metamorphosis.

The whole body is metamorphosing!

Muscles throbbed, bones writhed————

Zhang Longxiang gritted his teeth, only feeling himself growing continuously, evolving continuously, breaking through barrier after barrier, life leaping toward another level; every move, transparent ripples gradually spread around his shell, ripples approaching Liang Qu's!

The Baoxiao Position Fruit shook wildly; in the space of a breath, the originally fourth-rank Xiao God Seizing Food divine ability was pulled up to sixth rank by Jumang, and immediately metamorphosed to seventh rank!

Divine ability, authority, and fate resonated to the utmost at this moment.

"Ah!!!"

A high-pitched cry.

Wings wreathed in blood qi unfurled; the crimson Xiao God's face showed pain, bones twisted, wings grew, bones grinding, shadows growing ever vaster, blotting out the sky and covering the sun.

The sky was blocked by the wings.

Feathers formed from blood-colored qi flames on its body fell off one by one, fluttered, spun in the air; brand-new, flame-like new feathers grew out, covering the whole body; above the beak, a snow-white skull gleaming with jade-like luster covered the head!

The eye sockets on the skull were empty; the Xiao God's eyes were red.

All sects fell into chaos, fleeing for their lives.

An omen more terrifying than the ancient Tiangou devouring the moon or the earth dragon turning over — River God claiming lives, Xiao God seizing food — happened today!

"That is————what thing."

Wu Lingxu, terrified, inadvertently met the gaze beneath that skeletal mask; his soul was about to be devoured; he had already seen Zhang Longxiang last time, yet still could not understand how it could be exaggerated to this extent!?

The Lotus Bodhisattva held his breath, his brain spinning wildly.

He was wrong, gravely wrong.

Three months ago, a fight to the death, even if both sides were wounded, might not have failed to take down this group, but he made a self-clever blunder, and now even if he pays with his life, there is absolutely no hope of suppressing the six.

Cannot let them stay here, must find a way to drive them out!

Yet the more the Lotus Bodhisattva thought, the more powerless he felt.

No way, no way at all.

The Fourth Will contaminated, the first three Wills even more trapped; unless he destroys the Fourth Will, uses it as nourishment, awakens the Third Immortal, once more drinking poison to quench thirst.

But————doing so, the contamination will inevitably spread layer by layer!

Right now the contamination gathers again, at least confined to the Fourth Will.

Dead end!

The Lotus Bodhisattva clenched his fists tight.

At this point there are only two methods. Cut the world again, exile them, and let them be reborn; precedent shows the failure probability is still very high, so only one remains: pay the greatest price, forcibly awaken the True Immortal.

"No, the Yang World also has immortals; if————"

Temples throbbing, the Lotus Bodhisattva's face visibly flushed crimson; just as he steeled his resolve————

Boom!

Pitch-black dense fog surged skyward, in an instant standing on equal footing with the blood-colored Xiao God.

Two colors mutually squeezed.

Xin Daxian and the Lion King lowered their heads; the Flabella Giant who had originally turned into a pool of black mud and dropped its head, actually manifested once more!

"How is that possible!?"

Su Wang's pupils widened.

Zhang Longxiang's Xiao God Seizing Food, refined into a divine ability and then self-cultivated into an authority, its essence is plunder, is devouring; to be able to plunder and devour means the enemy has at least been stripped of invisible fate, absolutely impossible to remain unscathed.

Heaven and earth centered, the Fourth Will, almost turned into a black shadow, emerged once more between heaven and earth.

Great Awakening Temple, Shuyu Pavilion, Beidou Valley————First Rank, Second Rank————disciples of all sects are in excitement.

Li Shen will surely be able to expel the evil River God Sect Master!

"What's going on?"

Liang Qu gazed at the strangely state Fourth Immortal, suddenly recalling a matter.

A matter arising from a discussion about the Great Li Taizu's impending revival.

"Ordinary people die from one sword; Tiger Hunters do not die unless heart or brain is destroyed; Entering Zhen Xiang do not die unless brain is destroyed; Yao Long's brain is also a weak point, yet requires Martial Saint will to penetrate through."

The higher the realm, the harder the physical body is to destroy; the survival of the furnace already allows one to preserve will and body, and the key to the strength or weakness of that will lies in "momentum."

"Momentum unbroken, immortal unfallen!"

The Fifth Immortal is merely a half-immortal; by rights, the Fourth Immortal should not wield authority, being a false immortal—could it be that he, too, has crossed into this undying realm?!

Not only that!

Liang Qu dared not stare directly at the black silhouette, only catching it with his peripheral vision; compared to the state previously polluted by black sludge, the Fourth Immortal now shows signs of fusion!

A winding turn, and the Lotus Arhat's eyes gleamed brightly—he realized something inconceivable had happened to the fourth will, as if his severing had been incomplete.

"Ribbit!"

The frog's croak forcibly interrupted his thoughts.

Liang Qu, Zhang Longxiang, and the Lotus Arhat were all desperately seeking an exit, frantically expanding their thoughts, yet this frog's croak still easily severed everything, a clear and blunt intrusion.

"Now—attack!"

Golden eyes blazed, the Owl God lowered his gaze.

Zhang Longxiang infused his entire body with qi, never before having felt such sudden enlightenment, so natural and perfect, as if he were the blade and the blade were him—every part seamless, every part at its peak; he needed only to swing down to cleave heaven and earth.

Black-gold and blood-red joined forces, pressing down the black light!

A moment of darkness.

The Fourth Immortal, who had just risen in might, collapsed in an instant!

"Depart, God!"

Disciples of the Heavenfire Sect stared wide-eyed, hope giving rise to despair.

The cunning River God Sect Master, the vile extraterritorial heavenly demon!

Liang Qu sensed something amiss.

The Fourth Immortal was merging with the black sludge—a state profoundly mysterious, yet precisely because of this, their mutual contamination meant they were instead restrained by the Dragon-Tiger Golden Body; combined with Zhang Longxiang and the Owl God seizing the moment, the temporary state surged, leaving them utterly powerless to retaliate.

"Opportunity!"

Liang Qu and Zhang Longxiang locked eyes, both suddenly understanding.

The Great Separation Founding Ancestor could grow strong through momentum and revive, gradually awakening; likewise, he could weaken through momentum and prolong revival—since he is undying, let us weaken him!

"Again!"

The old toad gripped his long whiskers, splayed feet planted like a fish.

Heaven and earth trembled once more.

The black light was continually squeezed by gold and red, covered, obliterated.

Chaos.

A vast chaos.