Longevity Strange Immortal-Chapter 565 - 81 Endless Void

The time left for them was running short. Li Mo didn’t want to waste energy due to the human skin cloth bag and signaled the Kun Whale to accelerate.

"Returning Ruins..."

Ye Zhuo Daoist swallowed hard and instinctively drove his Spiritual Treasure.

The other cultivators followed suit. Just by seeing the condition of the corpses within the Returning Ruins, they could sense the terrifying pressure hidden within.

If they harbored even the slightest carelessness, they might be crushed into mince in an instant.

The only fortunate thing was that, after undergoing the Immortal Creation Body procedure earlier, their proficiency in using their meat bodies was no longer what it used to be—at least they weren’t a weakness anymore.

While the other cultivators flustered and fumbled, a glimmer of excitement flashed across Li Mo’s eyes.

If things developed without surprises, the Returning Ruins might be the opportunity for Li Mo’s body to transform. If he could leverage the pressure to reach the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, his path to ascending to the Immortal Realm would become much smoother.

The human skin cloth bag opened its bloody maw, hysterically spewing out Gang Winds.

The Kun Whale wobbled uncontrollably.

Slender scars spread across the surface of the Kun Whale, but soon vines began to grow out from the wounds, nurturing the whale with vitality.

Instead of resisting the Gang Winds, the Kun Whale leveraged the wind to close the distance to the Returning Ruins.

Boom.

The human skin cloth bag’s limbs fully formed, its hands and feet appeared pale and jade-like, its facial features somewhat resembling the Wind Lady statue in temple halls.

"Qi Blood Sword Intent, Returning Tide."

Li Mo pointed his finger, and immediately the Kun Whale’s wounds wriggled.

The previously scattered flesh and blood, under the guidance of the Qi Blood Sword Intent, re-integrated into the body.

In an instant, a blood rain surged upward from below, enveloping the human skin cloth bag, causing Sword Qi to pierce its flesh.

Roar.

The human skin cloth bag let out a wail and then plummeted a hundred meters. Despite managing to steady itself in time, catching up to the Kun Whale appeared increasingly unrealistic.

Puff, puff, puff.

The structure of the human skin cloth bag continued to morph, its feminine features growing more apparent with each passing moment.

Li Mo silently observed the human skin cloth bag—it seemed more appropriate to call it Wind Lady now. In such a short while, it had almost reached a level rivaling the Transcendance Tribulation Stage.

"Word-to-law—just how many monsters like Wind Lady will it create?"

Li Mo scanned the empty Jianmu cluster—the accompanying cultivators were all gone, turned to ash under the might of the Gang Wind.

Even if any had barely survived, it was impossible for them to cross the Returning Ruins.

"Attention, we’re about to set foot into the Returning Ruins."

Li Mo communicated with the Kun Whale. After repeated confirmations, he activated the Golden Toad’s Size Control, allowing the Kun Whale’s body to swell to twenty-thousand meters.

The features of other Tattooed Beasts began to manifest one by one.

Cancer cells surged wildly as the cancer transformation caused the exterior of the Kun Whale to become layered with armor-like shells. Spirit Root Worms also infested its heart.

The Kun Whale’s physical strength had reached its pinnacle.

The cultivators braced themselves, their faces tense as they watched the distance close, countless corpses swimming in the seawater.

Li Mo took a deep breath.

Suddenly, he felt a premonition rise in his heart, as if advancing further would bring danger.

Hummm～～

The Kun Whale emitted a long cry and charged into the pitch-black depths of the Returning Ruins.

As they set foot into the Returning Ruins, at first, for several breaths, they detected nothing unusual, but soon the sound of the Kun Whale’s shell cracking reached them.

Pressure spread everywhere, overwhelming the Kun Whale first and foremost.

The flesh of the Tattooed Beast seemed to be crushed relentlessly, its bones creaking under unbearable strain.

Li Mo squinted, activating the Fake Soul Consciousness within his Mud Pill Palace to rapidly analyze the strength of the pressure and adjust the Array accordingly.

"I can bear sixty percent; distribute the remaining pressure according to each cultivator’s physical strength."

Li Mo’s actions were swift, and the Array changed as the calculations unfolded.

Soon, an endless tide of pressure swept over his body, blood mist exuding from his pores as the Great Wilderness Immortal Body rotated to its limit.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

Li Mo’s flesh and bones caved in, forcibly repaired by Innate Essence.

Far from dismayed, he was elated—the nearly stagnated progress of his physical strength was now slowly increasing, his body ravenously absorbing the Innate Essence.

The other cultivators screamed continuously, nearly reduced to a mass of rotten flesh.

They only survived thanks to the protection of High Grade Magical Treasures; otherwise, even those at the Body Integration Realm would perish, their Externalized Dharma Bodies crumbling under the strain.

Li Mo continued to increase the pressure he endured; naturally, the other cultivators felt a slight reprieve.

Corpse Wine was poured into the room as if without limit. Yan Shu, overwhelmed by the portion of pressure directed his way, was utterly subdued and drawn into the Artifact Pill Body.

Li Mo absorbed the nutrients provided by Yan Shu—enough to save on using Innate Essence. The body and soul of a cultivator at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage were sufficient to sustain his physical transformation.

He didn’t rush to leave the Returning Ruins, instead spending half a day allowing the Kun Whale to adapt to the pressure.

Once the Kun Whale steadied, he directed it toward the Endless Void, the seawater stirring, churning thousands upon thousands of corpses.

As the corpses came into contact with the Kun Whale’s wounds, they eagerly gnawed at the flesh, seeming to believe that consuming this flesh could break free from the confinements of the Returning Ruins.

Having suffered millennia of torment, their consciousnesses had long grown hazy.

Now, all they desired was to end their suffering.

"Enough, enough. After all, I am a big-hearted man."

While tempering his body under the pressure, Li Mo’s consciousness swept across the Corpse Mountain Mini World, where the tenants had already exceeded twenty million.

He raised his bloodied, mangled right hand; Corpse Mountain materialized in his palm.

Spiritual Power surged into Corpse Mountain as the Spiritual Treasure emitted an almost tangible radiance, drawing vast quantities of corpses from the Returning Ruins through the Kun Whale.

No sooner had the bodies fallen into the Corpse Mountain Mini World did their sinister, hate-filled expressions turn serene.

Their lingering consciousness dissolved, their eyes closed as if relieved, and ultimately, the corpses became tenants of the mini world—a deed truly virtuous.

"Heh-heh-heh."

Li Mo started cautiously at first, wary of the mysteries within the Returning Ruins.

But soon he noticed that the Returning Ruins showed no reaction, allowing the Corpse Mountain Mini World to endlessly absorb more corpses, so he became even more brazen.

Every breath saw tens of thousands of corpses freed.

The corpses further away, noticing Li Mo’s actions, swam toward the Kun Whale without hesitation.

Within a fraction of time, the number of tenants in the Corpse Mountain Mini World surpassed twenty-five million. Grass and Tree cultivators diligently brewed Corpse Wine for Li Mo.

The completion of Corpse Mountain’s Spirit Patterns accelerated, its range of absorption growing broader and more intense.

The cultivators snapped out of their daze, realizing the tornado at the Kun Whale’s flank was devouring corpses. Taken aback by Li Mo’s audacity, they couldn’t help but marvel.

To be honest, making a Blessed Land Cave Heaven out of the Returning Ruins—only Li Mo could pull that off.

Crack.

Li Mo’s spine was the first to reach the Transcendance Tribulation Stage level, the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Bone neither damaging his skeleton even remotely nor hindering his breakthrough.

The spine secreted crystalline marrow, and his blood transformed, resembling Jade Liquid.

The cultivators could sense Li Mo’s stifling Qi Blood, understanding that even within the Returning Ruins, he had found an opportunity for further advancement.

Unfortunately, Li Mo could not linger long within the Returning Ruins.

He felt that the Returning Ruins contained more than just pressure—there seemed to be a presence akin to an Immortal gradually forming in the depths of the seawater.

Likely caused by some cosmic upheaval—the myths surrounding the Returning Ruins indeed numbered many.

Who knew how much time had passed?

He Guo enthused, "The Endless Void is near, the Endless Void!!"

Shortly escaping the Returning Ruins relied heavily on Jianmu’s directional guidance; otherwise, within the inky-black Returning Ruins, the Kun Whale could easily lose its way.

Li Mo activated his Cave God’s Eye and glanced in the direction of the mortal world.

An inexplicable premonition arose again—it was fleeting, yet for an instant, his heart surged wildly, its pounding rhythm bizarrely off-kilter.

Li Mo gazed toward the mortal world.

The mortal world displayed no unusual signs, while outside the Returning Ruins, everything appeared vibrantly luminous.

"This is not like the Endless Void documented in the texts."

In ancient times, numerous Land Immortals accidentally had their souls dislodged from their bodies and ventured beyond the Nine Heavens. Their descriptions of the Endless Void resembled the Cosmic Furnace closely.

This view matched Li Mo’s understanding from his past life.

’In the infinite expanse of darkness, countless worlds float.

The majority of these worlds are lifeless, and at the center lies the vast Immortal Realm, its size ten times that of the mortal world.’

"Something’s amiss."

Li Mo furrowed his brow. The dazzling, multicolored rays resembled the Nine Nether Immortal Energy, but their danger was clearly far greater.

"The Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater was merely formed from a phosphorescent-tainted meteorite—what then is the source of all the phosphorescence saturating the Endless Void?"

Li Mo hesitated briefly before commanding the Kun Whale to leap out of the Returning Ruins.

An indescribable spectacle unveiled itself.

The blackened void was filled with distorted lights, each color seeming to represent a type of Dao, yet also resembling grotesque, aberrant tendrils.

Li Mo could hardly discern the origin of the radiance.

The supposed myriad worlds within the Endless Void were nowhere in sight—only sparse fragments of faintly lively small worlds resembling shards of mirrors were visible.

"What’s this madness?"

Ye Zhuo Daoist gradually reverted to human form, his mouth slightly ajar as he stared upward.

Li Li extended her arm, attempting to touch the Endless Void. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Even Li Mo couldn’t help but show a trace of longing, as though all the colors of existence revealed themselves clearly right before his eyes.

If not for previously confronting the Heavenly Dao, he would undoubtedly mistake the light for the Heavenly Dao itself.

Clang, clang, clang.

Li Mo’s spine emitted peculiar sounds as the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Bone gave rise to three new segments, alongside an additional segment stemmed from Yan Shu’s insight.

The Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Bone had grown to fifty-three segments.

"Oddly, there’s no sign of mutation by the phosphorescence of the Outer Heaven Meteorite Crater?"

Li Mo had barely felt joy when he noticed some of his Immortal Bones deteriorating.

"This is bad!!"

Prolonged exposure to the phosphorescence was transforming them into a part of the light itself, and the rate of assimilation kept accelerating.

Lu Yuan laughed loudly, waving his arms. "Heavenly Dao, I see the Heavenly Dao!!"

Zhang Qiyang clenched his teeth, seemingly wrestling to suppress his errant thoughts. Yet the phosphorescence left their Mental Realms defenseless, ready to collapse at any moment.

Five Heads Taoist was even more deranged, his consciousness incapable of simultaneously restraining the madness of five minds.

The incoming information was fivefold that of an ordinary cultivator.

"Activate."

Li Mo gritted his teeth as the Ancestral Dragon Pond enveloped their surroundings, forcing the Lifebound Flying Swords to pierce certain Sword Cultivators’ spines, stabilizing their physical forms.

Secondly came the Cosmic Furnace, grounding the floor into metallic material as roots intertwined with them.

Lastly was the Purgatory Pure Land, where walls spawned countless Buddha Heads, chanting scriptures into the ears of the cultivators, calming their spirits.

Li Mo also drew upon the Spiritual Power of the cultivators to enhance the Void Realm, reluctantly breaking free of the phosphorescent allure.

"Head for the Ancestor Court—it should be at Jianmu’s terminus."

Li Mo sealed off his senses, navigating Jianmu blindly. The accompanying cultivators held nothing back, merging themselves into the Void Realm and crafting a unique Array.

The Kun Whale grew riddled with wounds, its flesh and bone imperceptibly corroded by the phosphorescence.

Fortunately, their pace was swift.