Longevity Strange Immortal-Chapter 620 - 42: My Dao Is the Heavenly Dao

Li Mo recalled the Taoist inheritance of the Sky Demon Sect, where past generations could steal part of the cultivation achievements of the future ones as the legacy was passed down.

Without any surprise, the Sky Demon Sect is absolutely closely related to the Demon Ancestor.

As the first Li Mo to traverse over, the Demon Ancestor faced an extremely harsh environment; thus, his methods inevitably became more extreme. The mortals who died at his hands could probably pile up into a mountain.

"You rely on the Creation Book to become Immortal, but you will never know how much effort it took me to refine the first Creation Book."

The Demon Ancestor kept mumbling to himself, stroking the cover of the Creation Book with his palm.

The first Creation Book was made from Human Skin, with countless souls wailing in agony from inside out, exuding an indescribable evil aura.

"The Ten Thousand Demon Banner..."

Li Mo noticed that everywhere on the first Creation Book, there were traces of the Ten Thousand Demon Banner, and not just once had it been blessed by the Word-to-law.

Unlike his Creation Book, the first Creation Book seemed like a container.

The pages within revealed twisted human faces, connected to the avatars of the Demon Ancestor cast into other timelines.

In the survival of hundreds of thousands of years, the Demon Ancestor spared no effort, using every means possible to enhance his strength.

Li Mo even suspected that the Demon Ancestor was the greatest beneficiary of the drastic changes in heaven and earth.

The Demon Ancestor used the entire living beings of a timeline as a sacrifice to reach the level of an Immortal Ancestor, yet still had no chance to transcend.

"Li Mo, I've been stuck at the bottleneck of the Immortal Ancestor for hundreds of thousands of years, not because I can't do it. In fact, I can step into the Heavenly Dao at any time."

Li Mo slashed out countless dazzling Sword Qi, all blocked by the Demon Ancestor.

"Your accumulation is insufficient, Li Mo."

The Demon Ancestor continued with a regretful expression: "The Master of Time can no longer hold back; even if I give you the chance to transcend the Immortal and Mortal Realms, you won't be able to turn the tables."

"It's better to fulfill my purpose and let the disaster of the drastic changes in heaven and earth end here."

"I'll say it again, go to hell."

Li Mo displayed his middle finger, the Flying Sword in his hand relentless, wearing away the skin and flesh of the Demon Ancestor with dense Sword Qi.

Clang clang clang clang...

"Enough, there's no need for a retreat; it's a battle of the Great Dao between you and me."

The Demon Ancestor tore a page from the first Creation Book, releasing a surge of soul.

The soul bore an eight or nine-tenths resemblance to Li Mo, clearly possessing Spiritual Wisdom, and its expression turned extraordinarily frightened the moment it saw the Demon Ancestor.

"No, no, no!!!"

The Demon Ancestor opened his wide maw, his long tongue swallowing the soul directly.

Amidst the gnawing of sharp teeth, the soul let out a miserable wail, and in just a moment, it was reduced to nourishment for the Demon Ancestor's ascent to the Heavenly Dao.

The Demon Ancestor propped himself up, with ferocious faces growing from his back.

His aura surged, indeed stepping closer to the Heavenly Dao, but it was extremely chaotic, relying solely on the Great Wilderness Immortal Body to resist the mutation; otherwise, the outcome would be similar to that of the Three Taoist Ancestors.

That's why the Demon Ancestor coveted the Undying Golden Body.

The Immortal Body seemed like a defective version of the Undying Golden Body, which was also the reason the Demon Ancestor had not devoured the avatar, as its drawbacks were too great.

Li Mo, seeing the situation, not only didn't stop but retreated a distance of ten miles away.

The Demon Ancestor's arm trembled, tearing apart several pages, with the Body and Soul mutating as well, even the Great Wilderness Immortal Body could not withstand such devastation.

"Li Mo, you actually choose to stand by and watch me ascend to the Heavenly Dao. What do you rely on? Clearly... gasp..."

"Clearly, you should be at the end of your rope!!!"

Boom.

The Demon Ancestor's head split into two, with brain matter growing like vegetation, and his unique Heavenly Dao rules gradually forming.

"Heh heh."

Facing the mighty aura of the Demon Ancestor, Li Mo's bones made the sound of unbearable pressure, yet his Mental Realm remained undisturbed.

"I once told the Maitreya Buddha, entering the arena with my body, and defeating heaven by half."

The content of his earlier divination flashed in Li Mo's mind as he extended a finger.

"Because there's no chance of winning, I'm sure to win."

"Come!!!!"

"Demon Ancestor, let me see you accomplish the Heavenly Dao!!!!"

Li Mo pressed his hands together, Infinite Golden Light spread from his chest, his skin turning to brass, with a multicolored halo appearing behind his head.

The strongest Li Mo in history descended.

[Lifeless Mother Li Mo]

Buddha Light burned, a manifestation of using spirit as fuel.

"Li Mo, you're truly insane, willing to be utterly obliterated just to hinder me for a moment? What's the point? It's utterly ridiculous."

"Go to hell."

Li Mo took a step forward, with lotuses blooming beneath his feet.

Boom boom boom boom.

A moment before, they were ten miles apart, now, in a blink, they closed the gap to half a meter.

While the Demon Ancestor devoured his avatar, countless tongues extended from the wide maw on his chest; Li Mo leaped into the air, a glaring Buddha Light emerged from his raised palm, dispersing surrounding black air.

Boom.

It was like fire crashing into earth.

The terrifying shockwave swept across the Immortal Realm, exterminating the deceitful objects lingering between mountains, leaving only the Three Pure Ones Hall intact at the peak.

The tongue of the Demon Ancestor was severed, with over a dozen Taoist Intents corroding his flesh.

Li Mo's right arm turned to pulp, with only a bit of flesh connecting to his shoulder.

He landed heavily, sliding several miles before casually tearing off the shredded arm, a new arm grew from his ribs to replace it.

Clang.

Li Mo reached into the void.

"[Sword Tomb Li Mo], lend me your strength."

A giant sword of ten thousand meters, adorned with facial features, was drawn, its blade covered with scale armor, the Sword Intent as though it had cleaved stars.

Holding the Sword Tomb, Li Mo once again charged madly towards the Demon Ancestor.

Where he passed, thick doom clouds shrouded the Immortal Realm, with each step birthing new Taoist Intent, as if he was the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao.

"Sword Dao! Hahaha, you suddenly remind me of someone!!"