The Luo Zu, who grew limbs and a head, beca exceedingly strange and unfathomable, resembling a sleeping beauty whose expression was shaped by the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness of her dreams.
However, as the death disease’s corruption deepened, Luo Zu’s expression grew increasingly anguished.
To the extent that the many Rushan (乳山) on her surface began to tremble faintly, and the spiritual energy in the True Void Hotown beca chaotic, no longer suitable for cultivation.
"Uh..."
A mournful groan escaped Luo Zu’s mouth and nose, sending countless Grey People into terror while simultaneously stoking an unnamable yearning deep within their hearts—a primal desire for procreation and life’s continuance.
The mountain’s base was in complete disarray.
On the mountain peak, the demon cultivators gradually had their consciousness enter the secret realm, for the half-year period spurred them to vie for resources, even wishing to clash violently.
At this ti, a Rushan near the periphery began to writhe.
A Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator slowly detached from the mountain.
His legs made up a full half of his body, covered in veins bulging through his skin. The disproportion of his physique rendered him sowhat grotesque in appearance.
The demon cultivator was titled Red Feet Master, holding a low position within the No-Life Sect. It was only because the sect’s followers were limited in number and his strength rely at the initial entry of the Nascent Soul Stage that he had managed to survive unhard until now.
Red Feet Master had participated in nurous Life Festival ceremonies and understood the importance of resources within them.
However, compelled by the Stove Lord’s mandate, he did not rush into the secret realm and instead approached the edges of Luo Zu with an expression of reluctant helplessness.
In return, Red Feet Master had received relevant information about the current secret realm.
He cast a glance at Luo Zu’s head and couldn’t help but mutter, "The Luo Fu Secret Realm ought to be relatively easy to handle regarding resources."
Each ti Luo Zu spawned a head, it differed in various ways, which led to drastic variations in the secret realm’s rules. The Luo Fu Secret Realm’s the this ti was "Dual Cultivation."
According to the Stove Lord’s narrative, regardless of the cultivators entering and exiting, the secret realm ultimately transforms into a veritable cesspool of indulgence.
All the resources within the Luo Fu Secret Realm are inevitably activated into life.
That’s correct—the resources morph into beautiful won.
Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators can extract nourishnt through Yin Yang Dual Cultivation, with many seizing this chance to overco bottlenecks in their cultivation.
Aside from the Luo Fu Secret Realm, Red Feet Master recalled from mory another type of head—where resource conversion was extrely straightforward, nad the "Pure Secret Realm."
When the Pure head appears, it indicates that all the resources in the realm transform into erald bamboo.
Each bamboo node houses resources, and by continuously cutting them down, cultivators can obtain their portion—forming the simplest Life Festival by far.
Red Feet Master swallowed hard, similarly stirred by the desire Luo Zu had ignited in his heart.
"What a pity the Life Festival only lasts six months."
Red Feet Master reasoned that delaying his entry into the secret realm for clearer rules would not be a loss; this way, he wouldn’t beco a re stepping stone for other demon cultivators in the sa stage.
Thinking of this, he sped up and arrived at Green Mountain Cave Heaven.
Red Feet Master’s spiritual power surged into his legs, whose flesh decayed as facial features erged upon their surface, sniffing the surrounding air.
"Found it."
The mouth on his foot swallowed a scoop of soil, its tongue shifting into the likeness of Li Mo.
Being tasked with guiding the lost, Red Feet Master’s temple had endowed him with a unique divine skill upon ascending to the Nascent Soul Stage, allowing him to track designated targets.
"Hmm?"
Red Feet Master showed a look of bewildernt.
The Stove Lord had hinted that Supre Qingtian might take advantage of the Life Festival to explore the depths of Luo Zu in search of truth and illusion.
He wished for Red Feet Master to guide Li Mo’s temple into the secret realm and have him killed within, thereby damaging the foundation of Supre Qingtian.
What caught Red Feet Master off guard, however, was that Supre Qingtian’s aura was already present inside the secret realm.
Evidently, Supre Qingtian had sohow entered the secret realm ahead of ti.
Red Feet Master hesitated for a few monts, debating whether to report back to the Stove Lord. Naturally, he needed to confirm whether Li Mo had entered by sending his consciousness.
After pinpointing Li Mo’s location, he used his mind to connect with the No-Life God Statue within the secret realm.
In an instant, Red Feet Master was entangled by a Rushan and transported to the depths of the Luo Fu Secret Realm, only monts away from Li Mo.
He harbored disdain for Li Mo.
"Supre Qingtian? Recognized by No-Life Mother purely due to innate talent, but his temperant is far too inadequate. He actually..."
Red Feet Master’s thoughts ca to a screeching halt, his consciousness rging with the No-Life God Statue and eliciting an ominous feeling in the pit of his stomach.
It was as though an unimaginable danger lood ahead.
He quickly realized that he couldn’t control the No-Life God Statue at all.
The statue’s eyes remained shut, its limbs posed in a ditative seated posture, while eerie, rustling noises ca from nearby, clamping his body in place.
Red Feet Master struggled to open his eyes, his first suspicion being Supre Qingtian’s interference.
Yet, after sensing further with his divine skills, he discerned Supre Qingtian was at least a thousand ters away and similarly in a state of stalemate.
"Ah~"
Red Feet Master froze in dread as feminine, seductive moans pierced his ears, crawling into his mind and chilling him to his core.
"What on earth has happened to the Luo Fu Secret Realm?"
The secret realm had entirely exceeded expectations. Previous Life Festivals had rely obstructed access to resources; never had they veered from preordained outcos.
Red Feet Master rallied his strength, gradually prying open his heavy eyelids.
He saw, within this secret realm, unending darkness—a pitch-black void where even reaching out wouldn’t reveal one’s own hand. Visibility was limited to half a ter around him, shrinking steadily.
Red Feet Master’s host vessel—the No-Life God Statue—had transford into the shape of a candle.
A flickering fla burned atop the statue’s head, wax dripping continuously and bringing an inexplicable stinging pain with it.
Even as a Nascent Soul cultivator, Red Feet Master found himself bewildered and at a loss.
"Hehehe..."
Bone-chilling noises crept closer—a multi-legged creature progressing with peculiar moans.
Red Feet Master readied himself for battle, his gaze locked onto the erging figure in the darkness.
The grotesque entity was a monstrous abomination, composed of countless male and female body parts grotesquely interwoven, resembling a writhing nest of tangled snakes.
Its limbs were crudely amalgamated, its lower body conjoined.
Stillborn corpses continuously squeezed forth from its tail-end.
"Hehehe."
Red Feet Master’s pupils dilated with horror as he noticed several female faces strikingly similar to Luo Fu’s, their sinister expressions brimming with primal lust.
"By No-Life Mother above..."
The rustling, unsettling noises intensified as the abomination closed in.
So of the grotesque creatures bore spiritual material characteristics, such as possessing at Stone Embryos—top-grade spiritual materials—overflowing with surplus flesh.
Red Feet Master’s expression beca entranced; though his consciousness tried to retreat, his instincts drowned in the desire brought by the abomination.
As his ntal resistance ebbed, the surrounding light flickered faintly before dimming entirely.
The abominations sward him in droves.
Red Feet Master’s face erupted with exhilaration; during Yin Yang Dual Cultivation, his cultivation surged, seemingly brushing against a breakthrough.
"It’s true! Hahaha! The Great Dao is within reach—within reach!!"
anwhile, in Li Mo’s eyes, Red Feet Master presented a thoroughly repulsive sight, the No-Life God Statue buried within a mass of abominations.
Red Feet Master was completely lost in an illusion.
Li Mo’s expression grew subtle.
From his recollection, Luo Fu Immortal had been skilled in Bewitching Techniques during life, even using them to lure and kill nurous male cultivators of her own stage.
The aura of the abomination cluster intensified, while the No-Life God Statue hosting Red Feet Master gradually withered, his expression consud by a fanatical fervor.
In Li Mo’s estimation, once Red Feet Master’s spiritual power depleted fully, his temple would inevitably sustain damage.
"Old Man Burning Fire’s tactics are impressive indeed—I wonder if they’ll affect the Stove Lord."
Li Mo himself was of candle-like statue form, his light dim, as his cultivation rely stood at the Core Formation Stage.
Nearby, a dozen grotesque creatures encircled him.
However, Li Mo spared no expense with his turbid blood spiritual power, combined with the innate tranquility of an Innate Saint keeping his ntal realm unaffected by desires. For now, his situation seed better compared to the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator.
Unfortunately, communication between Taoist Bodies remained impossible; regardless, Li Mo had prepared hidden ans ahead of ti.
"Let’s deal with this nuisance first..."
Using his dwindling spiritual power to maintain his light, Li Mo summoned a Giant Devouring Evil Void, guiding the lingering Foundation Establishnt Bugs closer.
A thousand ters away, Red Feet Master’s spiritual power dried up, pulling his mind out of desire’s clutches.
The fla atop his head reignited.
The abomination horde scattered instantly, vanishing from sight, though their watchful, covetous gazes continued lingering in the shadows.
"Curse it."
Red Feet Master noticed his No-Life God Statue had withered to skin and bones.
Even his temple, far off near the Rushan, displayed signs of depletion, leaving him grim-faced as he debated exiting the secret realm.
Yet returning to the temple at this point would equate to both material and strategic loss.
As he hesitated, he heard bone-chilling snapping sounds coming from where Li Mo resided, accompanied by growths of blood and flesh.
Agonized cries erged from the grotesque beings.
Red Feet Master felt an ominous weight pressing down on him as a humanoid figure appeared, pacing slowly toward him.
"Red Feet Master, so, who sent you to deal with ?"
When Li Mo approached within ten ters, Red Feet Master’s wide eyes brimd with disbelief, sheer terror filling his expression.
What he saw was a figure resembling a statue, humanoid yet inhuman.
Li Mo stood over three ters tall, his flesh distorted by mutations. He had reshaped the No-Life God Statue with aberrant flesh, granting it mobility.
The Foundation Establishnt Bugs contained cancer cells, and to Li Mo, just a few of those cells sufficed to transform his No-Life God Statue entirely.
"Supre Qingtian, you..."
Li Mo frowned and glanced southeast, sensing Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators spying on him.
Evidently, Old Man Burning Fire’s thods proved effective against Red Feet Master, though higher-level cultivators like Blessed Earth Immortals wouldn’t falter easily after centuries of cultivation.
"For so reason, since the festival began, I’ve felt an unease—better end this quickly."
Li Mo struck out a punch.
Though his strike hadn’t touched Red Feet Master, the latter’s consciousness fled back to his temple in the outside world.
Li Mo imdiately darted away from his spot as a horde of grotesque creatures lunged forth. However, his speed still outpaced theirs.
In the True Void Hotown.
The Kun Whale flapped its wings, silently arriving in midair above Luo Zu, locking eyes with the freshly transford Red Feet Master, who froze in place.
"No, no..."
With his spiritual power exhausted, how could Red Feet Master hope to contend with the Kun Whale?
The Kun Whale opened its maw and swallowed him whole.
Li Mo’s actions carried a certain risk, as Luo Zu likely harbored Divine Separation Stage cultivators. Fortunately, they seed preoccupied with cultivation.
The Kun Whale withdrew to Li Mo’s temple, shut its eyes, and suppressed the trapped Red Feet Master within its belly.
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