Once unable to cross, hundreds of years would be the limit.
Moreover, as unpredictable changes occur in the heavens, humans face sudden misfortune or blessing.
If Mo Hua unexpectedly encounters a mishap, unintentionally falls, or if his cultivation is hindered, unable to advance, exhausting his lifespan and dying, it would truly be too regrettable.
Even if cultivation goes smoothly, if the destiny of the Dao is not exhausted, they might see each other again, but it could be several decades, even hundreds of years later.
Time passes swiftly, what will Mo Hua be like then?
Will he remain true to himself, forging ahead, or will he encounter changes, have his nature drastically altered, even fall into deviation, losing himself to magical thinking? All is unknown.
Life offers countless transformations.
Finding someone who can persistently uphold their Taoist Heart from start to finish is rare and challenging indeed.
Elder Zheng thought of this, suddenly feeling uneasy, then heard Mo Hua say:
Mo Hua’s voice was clear, his gaze bright, revealing a trace of determination and a full spirit.
Being touched by Mo Hua’s gaze and influenced by an indescribable charm, Elder Zheng’s mood suddenly calmed down.
He smiled peacefully, countless thoughts swirling in his head, ultimately condensing into a sincere blessing:
"Take care..."
Mo Hua bowed respectfully, then reluctantly departed.
Elder Zheng stood at the door, watching Mo Hua go into the distance.
Darkness had fallen; night descended.
Elder Zheng stood at the door for a long time.
He watched Mo Hua the whole time, as if observing the only flickering "light" in this dim world as the long night fell.
...
After bidding farewell to Elder Zheng, Mo Hua returned to the Taixu Gate, sitting alone at the desk in the Disciple’s Residence, staring at the candle flame.
Elder Zheng’s words still echoed in his heart.
"The so-called ’demons’ are not born of wombs, not born of eggs, but are transformed..."
"The dichotomy between the righteous and demonic is clear, yet they are originally one entity."
"Great Demon Hall..."
Mo Hua faintly sensed a grand scheme of the world and the "Dao" inscribed on the Life Chart of all beings.
A deep sense of urgency surged in his heart.
Mo Hua realized things might be even more dire than he thought.
Moreover, he couldn’t help but have a more terrifying guess.
"The Dao of Heaven, diminishes what is excessive and supplements what is lacking; the Dao of Man, diminishes what is lacking to serve what is excessive."
Only by attaining the Heavenly Dao can one become immortal.
If so, then in this vast world, countless cultivators are ostensibly proving the Dao and cultivating immortality, but in reality, walking a completely opposite path.
What they are proving isn’t the Heavenly Dao at all.
What they are cultivating isn’t the true immortality either.
Mo Hua’s heart was gripped by a deep chill.
Within this framework, if he truly wants to prove the Heavenly Dao and cultivate the genuine immortality, it will inevitably pit him against the strongest and most superior forces in the cultivation world.
The difficulties, obstacles, life-and-death situations, just imagining them is suffocating.
And it might not stop there...
These are only the frameworks visible to him.
Are there unknown terrifying existences secretly plotting more enormous, ancient, and profound schemes around the quest of "becoming immortal"?
Mo Hua felt a chilling apprehension, silently pondering for a long time.
"Too difficult..."
Mo Hua sighed, but gradually, his gaze became firm.
Difficult is the right way.
If becoming immortal were truly simple, there would be countless people ascending to immortality long ago.
Because it’s hard, it has pursuit value.
Because it’s hard, it shows one’s own prowess.
If one only seeks comfort and follows the flow, wouldn’t it squander the inherent talent on his Divine Way, waste the encounter with his mentor, and betray his parents, as well as all the elder mentors who taught him along the way?
The night was deep, the candlelight flickered, reflecting in Mo Hua’s eyes, bright as stars.
"I must become very strong..."
...
On the next day, Mo Hua resumed cultivation, practicing the Reversed Spirit Formation.
During his free time, he meticulously contemplated the Divine Way knowledge he heard from Lord Yellow Mountain, using it to plan the direction of his Divine Thought’s advancement.
In the short term, his flesh, Spiritual Power won’t make substantial progress.
Array formations can improve, but there’s no need to rush.
Besides, the only thing that can be enhanced is the Divine Thought, which is fundamental to comprehending formations and the Dao of Divine Sense.
Mo Hua’s Divine Thought is already strong, but not strong enough.
Especially fighting the Evil Embryo, Mo Hua was very dissatisfied.
Externally, the Evil Embryo was dead, and he won.
But Mo Hua knew he hadn’t truly won.
He exploited a loophole, using the Godslaying Sword to sever the Evil Embryo and Mountain Lord’s divine remains, causing internal "division" in the Evil Embryo.
Ultimately, it was Lord Yellow Mountain who performed Divine Skills and perished together with the Evil Embryo, allowing him to escape from nightmare.
During this, he also received help from the resentful spirits and Fierce Ghosts of Solitary Mountain.
Which means, the battle of Solitary Mountain was won by "network" and "face".
Those who have gained the Dao have much help, those who have lost the Dao find little assistance.
Someone helping him implies his Dao is correct.
But Mo Hua also realized that’s not actually good.
Enduring success shouldn’t hinge on others’ aid, nor he likes the feeling of life-and-death destiny beyond his control.
His Divine Thought must be stronger!
The path to strength, as Lord Yellow Mountain suggested, is to continue along the Divine Way, break through "human" limitations, allowing his Divine Thought to possess "form transformation" of deity grade, crystallizing like armor.
On the other hand, continue digesting Dragon Soul, seeing if he can imbue his Divine Thought with Dragon Soul power.
This way, he might even manifest dragon scales, dragon claws, and wear dragon armor.
The strength of his Divine Thought could rise even higher.
Combining these two approaches, plus refining formations, Divine Thought Taoism, and the variations of Heaven Yan Jue, his Divine Sense can keep infinitely strengthening.
Someday, even strong enough to tear apart Evil Gods with bare hands.
However, it’s still a bit distant from this goal.
Moreover, it’s also not quite enough.
No matter how strong the Divine Sense, it’s still about the slaughter in the Divine Thought Void Realm.
The real world equally demands a certain power of slaughter.
Mo Hua already has ideas.
This is what he’s been pondering, practiced many times before, but failed because the Divine Sense hadn’t reached Twenty Patterns, the "God-slaying" Out-of-body Technique.
Now his Divine Sense has formed a Core, finally eligible to try again.
Condensing the Tai Xu God-Slaying Sword with Divine Thought, releasing it through the ocular aperture, breaking the boundary of real and imaginary, achieving Divine Thought Slaughter.
With the Sword of Divine Thought from the Sea of Consciousness, slay fleshly enemies in reality.