However, Li Mo clearly felt the Master of Ti was even more excited, as if he saw the dicinal power of the spiritual material becoming more and more potent, greatly increasing his appetite.
"Not good."
The Master of Ti was itching to take action.
Perhaps believing that Li Mo's Ti Dao was unable to advance further in a short ti, the Master of Ti had already developed the idea of harvesting resources.
Seeing this, Li Mo unleashed his Immortal Spiritual Power.
"Damn it, if I keep on hesitating, when will I ever be able to seize the advantage? Since death is already inevitable, I might as well defy the odds."
Li Mo abandoned all thoughts of acting cautiously and chose the most extre path.
"Even if I die and my Dao disappears, I'll bite off a piece of flesh from the Master of Ti!!!"
Li Mo shouted furiously, and an endless blood sea scattered, with sparse blood rain turning into a torrential downpour, containing a vast amount of Taoist Intent.
The Ti Dao was even infused within the blood rain, capable of slightly freezing ti.
The Master of Ti, bathing in the blood rain, couldn't restrain his appetite, with sticky saliva continuously dripping from his chrysanthemum-shaped oral organ.
"Co on, co on, if you've got the guts, kill !!!"
The Spirit Root Worm was pushed to its limits, with the virtual shadow of the Corpse Mountain Mini World descending upon the world, Da Ai Mi Tian was also burning Li Mo's Essence.
Li Mo, like an old wolf at the end of his rope, launched a frenzied assault.
The Master of Ti's body was marked with several wounds, with translucent blood dripping down.
The stimulation from Li Mo caused the Master of Ti to scream repeatedly, his entire body surging with the terrifying Ti Dao, and the Taoist Intent shot up into the sky.
"This is the... true Ti Dao."
For a mont, Li Mo was intoxicated.
If he could observe this phenonon for a hundred years, his own Ti Dao would skyrocket, and he wouldn't be so easily defeated facing the Master of Ti.
"Pfft."
Li Mo spat out fresh blood, finding inexplicable corruption in his blood.
The blood mixed with impurities similar to bacteria, suppressing the Undying Golden Body, and the expanse of the sky-covering blood sea sharply reduced by about sixty percent.
"The Master of Ti is getting serious, alright, let see what kind of deity you are!"
Li Mo used the Ti Dao, but couldn't reverse the effect of the blood corruption, so he had to work with Da Ai Mi Tian to suppress his injuries.
The Master of Ti stood still, seemingly human-faced head staring at Li Mo.
He couldn't understand why Li Mo's expression was so excited, but it didn't matter, prey always had so unusually ridiculous behavior before death.
Just like the countless creatures the Master of Ti had eaten one after another.
Swish.
A long tail whipped out, piercing directly through Li Mo's chest.
Li Mo could feel his body out of his control, with blood and bones beginning to gather towards the Mud Pill Palace, nourishing the Ti Dao within.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would soon turn into a "fruit" with lingering consciousness.
This fruit was used to store the Ti Dao; even if the Master of Ti didn't consu it, it could be handed over to an existence of the sa realm to exchange resources.
It was a rare spiritual object.
Li Mo's lips curled up, and he began to laugh hysterically.
"Jie jie jie..."
"Eat shit, Master of Ti!"
With a thought, all the cancer cells attached themselves to the brain tissue, then the Ti Dao spread to a half-ter range, freezing ti.
Bang.
A muffled sound erged.
Li Mo's head exploded violently, with blood and brain matter splattering everywhere.
His vitality grew weak; the shattering of the Mud Pill Palace caused the Ti Dao to be injured.
To the Master of Ti, the previously flawless prey had suddenly decreased in value, and he pulled back his tail imdiately, his gaze full of mockery.
In his ventures dividing the Immortal and Mortal Realms, he had encountered many such prey.
Clearly at the brink of death.
Clearly terrified to the extre.
Clearly pointless.
Yet, they stubbornly chose mutual destruction, as if trying to show off their courage.
The Master of Ti chuckled lightly, his form flickering as he bathed in the Gang Wind.
He was preparing to travel to the tiline from a few breaths ago.
Mutual destruction? Impossible, as long as the Master of Ti desired, he could make Li Mo endlessly experience death and resurrection.
The only reason the Master of Ti had been entangled with Li Mo was purely to make his prey more delicious. If Li Mo hadn't mastered the Ti Dao as well, the process of nurturing the prey might have lasted millennia, until all potential was squeezed dry.
"Jie jie jie..."
The familiar laughter rang out, with a new set of facial features growing from the headless Li Mo's chest and abdon.
The stomach housed a second brain.
Before the head exploded, Li Mo had used the mutation of cancer cells to recreate a new brain with facial features inside his body to prevent the dispersion of his consciousness.
The Master of Ti was indifferent, as although Li Mo barely clung to life, his Ti Dao couldn't recover in a short ti, and in the current tiline, the prey was of no more value.
Li Mo began to cough, his body was already disintegrating.
He stared intently at the Master of Ti, communicating with the Undying Golden Body, while flipping open the Creation Book to absorb the many hidden corpses within.
Bang bang bang.
Bones collided, and mutations arose from Li Mo's flesh and bones.
The Master of Ti showed no response.
Li Mo gasped painfully, cramming the aura of past Li Mos into himself, the mutation spiraled out of control, and his size skyrocketed by over a hundredfold in an instant.
[Blood Demon Li Mo] was rely a fusion of [Demon Ancestor Li Mo] and [at Hermit].
Now, he planned to forcibly fuse thousands of Li Mos into one.
To accelerate the process, Li Mo sacrificed over ninety percent of his cancer cells, with his humanoid body transforming into an indescribable mass of flesh in an eyeblink.
The surrounding lights and shadows twisted, the residual rhythms of the Dao blood like the roots of a giant tree.
Multicolored phosphorescent light enveloped the space.
Transitioning from near death to outbreak took less than half a breath for Li Mo, and the Immortal Realm, mostly devoured by the Master of Ti, was expanded to ten thousand miles by the phosphorescence.
The Master of Ti glanced over at Li Mo, showing no signs of the Ti Dao recovering.
Li Mo transford into an indescribable monster, and in the Master of Ti's eyes, it was rely self-defilent, incapable of reversing the situation.
Suddenly.
Li Mo turned to ashes.
The residual rhythms of the Dao combined to form the semi-virtual, semi-real [Heavenly Dao Li Mo].
Correct, the fusion of the past Li Mos had birthed [Heavenly Dao Li Mo], the current strongest state of the Undying Golden Body.
"All things are but straw dogs."
Li Mo controlled the extended Heavenly Dao, directly entangling the Master of Ti.
At this mont, the Master of Ti had no ti to react, letting out an enraged roar, then becoming enwrapped by the Heavenly Dao roots.
Li Mo didn't give the Master of Ti the chance to escape through the tilines, injecting the aura of the Heavenly Dao into the latter's body, causing the mutation aura to intensify.
"*****"
"Die, damn it!"
Before Li Mo could no longer sustain the [Heavenly Dao Li Mo] state, the roots tore the Master of Ti apart.
The physical strength of the Master of Ti's body was only of an ordinary Heavenly Dao Realm, instantly subrged by the corrosion of the Heavenly Dao aura, directly dissipating into soul fragnts.
The Heavenly Dao aura abruptly stopped.
Li Mo fell to the ground, himself nearly at the end of his rope.
"Is it over?"
"Impossible, if the Master of Ti could be killed so easily, he wouldn't be so careless."
Li Mo forced himself to stand, prematurely performing the broken Ti Dao, but using it not for protection, rather to communicate a hidden tiline.
That tiline where the Three Taoist Ancestors achieved Feather Transformation into Immortals.
Li Mo was now powerless to resist. If the Master of Ti chose to erase him from the tiline's source, he had no way to stop it.
He could only bet that the Master of Ti wouldn't end him quickly.
Li Mo was exceedingly tense, looking at the desolate space, fearing if the Master of Ti regained his composure and ceased to act recklessly.
Unknown how much ti had passed.
A faint smoke dust spread.
Li Mo's spirits lifted, understanding that the Master of Ti had already resurrected.
"The Master of Ti's tiline and the tilines derived from past Li Mos have no connection, now that the Master of Ti has revived, does this an..."
"The Master of Ti's tiline has been exposed?"
"Only by erasing him from the tiline's source can the Master of Ti be truly killed."
Li Mo spat a blood clot, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
It was at this mont.
The Master of Ti erged from the thick fog.
It could be seen that the erosion from [Heavenly Dao Li Mo] wasn't without consequence, the skin and flesh of the Master of Ti was tainted with phosphorescent light, with his Spiritual Wisdom descending into madness.
"You beast, co kill your grandpa if you dare!"
"Scared now?!!"
With a gesture, Li Mo barely used the Ti Dao, traveling towards the hidden tiline.
The Master of Ti's tail struck the ground with force, following closely without hesitation.
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