Chapter 1166: Chapter 701 God-slaying_3

“Good…”

The voice of the River God was hoarse and distorted, with a fierce and terrifying expression.

“You seek to destroy my Taoist Field, cut off my foundation, annihilate my Divine Way…”

“Then I shall devour every man and beast, utterly and completely, to strengthen my Divine Thought, and then I will slowly torment you, little ghost, flay you alive…”

The River God transformed into a river of blood and vanished in an instant.

Mo Hua’s heart chilled, sensing something amiss, and swiftly turned into flowing water, rushing to the central plaza of the front hall.

Upon reaching the plaza, he saw a scene of bloodshed right in the middle of it.

A deformed fish monster, with a fat fish head and a body like a demonic creature, its entirety blood-red, with thick whiskers like tentacles spreading outwards, binding various Fish Cultivators and draining Divine Sense from them.

The awakened Fish Cultivators were all terror-stricken, desperately struggling to escape.

Mo Hua immediately recognized that the fish monster was the River God transformed.

His Divine Thought circulated, materializing Five Elements Spells–Golden Blade, Water Arrow, Fireball–all unleashed, severing or incinerating the blood-colored fish whiskers around him one by one.

But there were too many whiskers, and Mo Hua simply couldn’t cut them all.

Even with a Formation, it was hardly effective.

Meanwhile, the power of the River God was growing bit by bit, the whiskers becoming thicker, and its evil thoughts escalating towards a peak.

And it even summoned a surge of evil thoughts that did not belong to it.

This surge of evil thoughts was all too familiar to Mo Hua; he had even “consumed” it before.

Great Wilderness Evil God…

Mo Hua frowned deeply, his expression gravely serious, and then clenched his teeth, beginning to concentrate his energy, seemingly trying to condense a large Formation to counter the River God.

But before he could fully manifest it, several blood-colored whiskers suddenly burst from the ground, piercing his calves and wrapping tightly around Mo Hua, hoisting him before the River God.

Mo Hua continued to struggle, but the whiskers, entwined with the Evil Thoughts of the Great Wilderness God, were incredibly tough and bound him tightly.

No matter how hard Mo Hua struggled, he couldn’t break free.

The River God’s voice was ice-cold, with a hint of mockery:

“There’s no use struggling…”

“I’ve said before, your Divine Thought is strong, but it’s too balanced. You’re strong in everything, but not to an extreme.”

“Unlike that Sword Cultivator from the past, his Divine Thought was far inferior to yours, but his Divine Thought into Sword was exceedingly sharp…”

“That’s why he could severely injure me, but you cannot!”

“You cannot break my Divine Body, in my nightmare, you fundamentally have no way to harm me.”

Upon hearing these words, Mo Hua stopped struggling, seemingly giving up resistance.

A moment later, his crisp voice sounded again.

“Is there a possibility…”

Mo Hua looked at the River God, now within an arm’s reach, and suddenly smiled brilliantly, “…that I can also do Divine Thought into Sword?”

The River God was taken aback, then his pupils dilated in great shock.

At the same time, an extremely sharp point of golden light burst forth.

Overwhelming, qualitatively transformed Divine Thought endued with the power comparable to a deity, poured entirely into Mo Hua’s right hand, compressing and condensing to form a thick and refined sword shape.

The sword shape was rough, like a sword embryo, but within was the utmost sharpness of Divine Thought, brimming with lethal intent.

It was as if a Divine Sword had formed from a powerful deity’s telekinesis!

A hint of Divine Marrow integrated into the sword, sharpening it.

With a casual wave of his hand, Mo Hua produced a brief flash of pale golden light that turned into a golden line, effortlessly severing all the tough evil thought-infused whiskers before him!

In the eyes of the River God, immense terror surged.

The crisis of life and death was right there, even more terrifying than the crisis from that sword hundreds of years ago.

The River God struggled and backed away, trying to distance itself from Mo Hua, trying to get away from the “Little Yama” with the Golden Sword.

But it was too late.

Mo Hua’s figure flashed, already in front of it, his left hand pressing on its shoulder, his right hand holding the Sword of Divine Thought, thrusting fiercely.

The sword light was sharp and invincible, piercing directly through the River God’s chest.

Just like the sword thrust by the Sword Cultivator hundreds of years ago.

But the Sword Cultivator’s sword was silver.

Whereas Mo Hua’s sword was golden.

The Divine Thought was powerful, merged with the light-gold Divine Marrow, forming a true “deity” sword.

The River God’s chest was penetrated by the light-gold sword light.

The Sword Qi formed by Divine Thought shredded the blood-red Evil Thoughts within its chest, tearing them apart completely.

A great cloud of blood mist suddenly burst outwards in all directions.

The River God’s Evil Thoughts dissipated into the surroundings as well, and its entire Divine Body, like a deflating ball, gradually shriveled up and reverted to its original form.

Fish Cultivators sucked in by the River God’s whiskers were also released from their grasp.

In their eyes lingered shock as they looked towards the demonic-like River God in the center.

This is… the River God?!

The Fish Cultivators, who had just awakened from the nightmare, were dismayed, with a look of confusion and uncertainty.

Then they witnessed an even more inconceivable scene…

A little cultivator wrapped in faint-gold light, holding a golden Divine Sword, dragged the River God onto a platform, and then pressed the River God’s head down with his left hand while his right hand drew the sword, slicing out a dazzling streak of golden light, neatly decapitating the River God.

This shocking moment impacted the spirits of all the Fish Cultivators, filling their hearts with terror, unable to calm down for a long time.

Mo Hua beheaded the River God with the Sword of Divine Thought.

The entire River God Temple lost its master, and in an instant, it began shaking violently, starting to collapse.

The nightmare, too, began to collapse at an accelerated pace.

The figures of the Fish Cultivators gradually dissipated.

They were being forcibly expelled from the nightmare.

Including Yu Dahe’s two children, as well as Gu An, Gu Quan, and others, who all gradually awakened from the nightmare…

The beheaded River God, with its head severed from the body, gradually melted into a thick puddle of blood.

This pool of blood was composed of Evil Thoughts.

But there was no light-gold Divine Marrow in it.

Mo Hua frowned slightly, but with limited time, he still took a deep breath and devoured all of the River God’s Evil Thoughts into his stomach.

But he didn’t have time to refine it yet.

Calculating that he still had some time, Mo Hua returned to the main hall and arrived in front of the altar.

The altar had already been destroyed.

The Divine Statue had fallen, the offering table was overturned, the colored glass bowl was shattered, and the alien offerings were scattered all over the floor. With the collapse of the Dreamland, they were twisting and turning into strands of evil qi.

Mo Hua turned everything around the altar upside down, but found nothing of value.

No Divine Marrow.

Nothing “edible” either.

The mere remnant evil qi wasn’t enough to fill even the gaps between his teeth; Mo Hua simply didn’t care for it.

“This altar… How can it be so poor?”

Mo Hua sighed, turned to leave, but his eyes caught a glimpse of a blood-stained little fish swimming out from within the Divine Statue.

A fish that escaped the net?

Mo Hua immediately thought to pinch the little fish to death.

At this critical moment of life and death, the little fish desperately flicked its body, shedding all the filthy blood, revealing its silver-white body.

A little silver fish?

Mo Hua hesitated, his expression showing a hint of surprise. Seeing that the little silver fish bore no aura of blood evil or the contamination of the Evil God, he showed compassion and spared its life.

The trembling little silver fish nodded repeatedly at Mo Hua, as if expressing gratitude, and then with a swoosh, it turned into a streak of silver light and swam away, its destination unknown.