Longevity Strange Immortal-Chapter 631 - 47: The End of Time (Part 2)

The disciples of the Creation Sect were extremely anxious.

Their journey had been a narrow escape from death multiple times, and even Zu Xiuyun sacrificed herself to create a closed time loop for cultivation.

No one wanted all their efforts to become meaningless.

A thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

Hiding underground, they had long forgotten the situation outside.

Suddenly.

A sound like shattering glass came from above the Immortal Realm, the flow of time became chaotic, and the Three Taoist Ancestors emitted restless murmurs.

"Li Mo..."

Tian Changwen gasped, the narrow tunnel was pitch-black.

Unexpectedly, the source of the cataclysm was about to descend, signaling they had reached the end of disaster, facing either life or death.

"Uh."

Li Mo let out a muffled groan, emerging from the extremely chaotic timeline.

His injuries were severe, the foundation of his Undying Golden Body was damaged, and it was only the Spirit Root Worms barely preventing his flesh, blood, and bones from dissolving.

Among the three thousand Daos he comprehended, eighty percent were unusable.

The Time Dao was heavily damaged, and if he used it again, Li Mo’s consciousness would completely vanish, bringing him close to bodily death and Dao disappearance.

"That’s right, it’s here."

He glanced around, then noticed the dilapidated Immortal Mountain and the three entities atop it that could barely be called immortals.

"Damn, how did they turn into this ghostly appearance?"

Li Mo’s mouth twitched.

The Three Taoist Ancestors before his eyes were indescribable.

Yuanshi Tianzun had no physical form, composed of countless bizarre bubbles, shimmering with phosphorescent light in the sunlight.

Lingbao Tianzun, except for the facial features, had an amorphous body.

The limbs constantly transformed into unimaginable forms, with organs occasionally exposed, forming a deeply disturbing combination.

Daode Tianzun’s upper body was covered with black-haired, goat-like features, while the lower body was a mass of flesh, supported by countless goat hooves, continuously bleating.

"Um."

Lingbao Tianzun noticed Li Mo, mumbling incoherently.

Whoosh.

A long tentacle shot through the air.

Li Mo had already anticipated Lingbao Tianzun’s move but did not dodge. Instead, numerous arms grew from his ribs.

The arms shielded his chest.

When the arms and tentacle touched, Li Mo was propelled backward by the recoil.

Pfft.

Li Mo spat blood, his flesh and bones disintegrating into ashes, crashing heavily to the ground, burrowing into the soil of the Immortal Realm.

As soon as he had dodged away, another rift opened above.

"*****"

The Master of Time arrived in the Immortal Realm, immediately seeking Li Mo’s presence.

Killed by a bug, the rage in His heart suppressed His appetite, leaving only the desire to torture Li Mo for millennia.

"Infinite Venerable."

Lingbao Tianzun tore the array open, fixating His gaze on the Master of Time.

Daode Tianzun spewed black mist, the Immortal Mountain giving birth to an unending horde of small Black Mountain Goats, each possessing the strength of an Immortal Ancestor.

Yuanshi Tianzun’s bubbles dispersed, enveloping the entire Immortal Realm.

The Three Taoist Ancestors were in the Heavenly Dao Realm, although their Spiritual Wisdom had vanished, they instinctively perceived the Master of Time as a far greater threat than Li Mo.

With Li Mo no longer guarding the timeline, the threat nearly drove them mad.

"*****"

How could the Master of Time not understand that He had been deceived by Li Mo, His oral organ opening like a flower, His tongue deflecting Lingbao Tianzun.

He was still affected by the erosion of [Heavenly Dao Li Mo] and did not want to entangle with the Three Taoist Ancestors.

He thought of going to an earlier timeline to deal with the Three Taoist Ancestors from the source and then returning to handle the now cornered Li Mo.

At this moment.

Li Mo communicated with the past iterations of himself across different timelines.

Most timelines were nearing destruction, and the few remaining had become nests for an overwhelming number of deceitful objects, with timelines on the brink of collapse.

"Hehe, those without shoes do not fear those with shoes."

"Master of Time, what do you have to play with us?"

Li Mo squinted, as his past iterations reclaimed the Heavenly Dao and took the initiative to annihilate their respective timelines, completing all arrangements in a flash due to the differing flows of time.

Rumble, rumble, rumble.

In a perspective imperceptible to ordinary people, timelines were successively severed.

The Master of Time’s eyes widened.

Now, the timeline supporting both the Immortal and Mortal Realms was down to only one.

Meanwhile, the aura of the Three Taoist Ancestors grew increasingly intense, showing signs of breaking through the Immortal Realm. If the Immortal Realm shattered, it would signify the end of the last timeline.

"*****"

The Master of Time had no choice but to safeguard the last remaining timeline.

For if it ended, Li Mo’s spiritual existence would be completely gone, and not even the Master of Time could trace it back.

The Master of Time refrained from traveling the timeline recklessly to the past, although He could erase the Three Taoist Ancestors directly, risks were involved.

The fear was that the Three Taoist Ancestors might first break open the Immortal Realm.

Rumble, rumble, rumble.

The Master of Time advanced on Lingbao Tianzun, sending His tail lashing out, sweeping through the countless Black Mountain Goats, engaging the Three Taoist Ancestors in combat.

"Hiss..."

Li Mo was overjoyed.

Originally intended to delay with the Three Taoist Ancestors, He never expected to cause such a significant problem for the Master of Time.

The Master of Time attempted to rewrite the experiences of the Three Taoist Ancestors, yet their mutated body and soul, born of unknown aura, could resist the Time Dao.

"Baa..."

Daode Tianzun’s neck snapped, flesh proliferating at the wound.

"Overall, the Master of Time still holds the upper hand. With this creature’s attribute of being undying and indestructible, the defeat of the Three Taoist Ancestors is only a matter of time."

Li Mo gritted his teeth.

"No, I must head to the Master of Time’s timeline, otherwise, I can’t turn the tables."

Disregarding the severe damage to his body and soul, he once again employed the Time Dao.

Fortunately, with only one timeline left, time was no longer intertwined but resembled a branch-covered trunk.

Li Mo’s entire body trembled, his flesh and bones gradually crumbling into particles.

The Undying Golden Body strove to maintain his body and soul.

Li Mo vanished from the spot, falling into the sea of time, reaching the point of conflict with the Master of Time, witnessing himself transforming into [Heavenly Dao Li Mo].

At the instant [Heavenly Dao Li Mo] killed the Master of Time.

Slight ripples emerged on the sea of time.

Li Mo failed to seize the opportunity, cursing silently.

He continued to observe repetitively, with only his head remaining afloat in the sea, everything else having turned to ash, cracks spreading through the Mud Pill Palace.

The collective Li Mos dashed towards the cracks like moths to a flame, using themselves to mend the Mud Pill Palace.

They were Fake Soul Consciousness, originating from Li Mo’s soul, as long as the latter survived, they would resurrect shortly.

The Demon Ancestor saw such a scene, revealing helplessness.

"Divine Calculator, even now, do you still believe Li Mo has a chance of winning?"

The Divine Calculator did not answer, his actions expressing his stance, holding a compass and merging with the Mud Pill Palace to slow the fragmentation of the soul.

The Demon Ancestor shook his head repeatedly.

"If it were me, I would definitely... forget it, if it were me, I wouldn’t last until the Three Taoist Ancestors feather transform into immortals, I’d have already become the Master of Time’s food."

"Always thinking of retreat leads to limitations at every turn."

"Li Mo, oh Li Mo, if you succeed, wouldn’t that make me seem incompetent?"

The Demon Ancestor smiled bitterly, then threw himself into the Mud Pill Palace.

Li Mo’s head dissipated of skin and flesh, the skull also following suit, leaving only the Mud Pill Palace adrift, enveloped by Da Ai Mi Tian.

His consciousness was absent, instinctively pursuing the Master of Time’s timeline.

Countless years passed.

When Li Mo’s consciousness entered a closed space, the trend of soul fragmentation halted.

He awakened.

His semi-real, semi-illusory body composed of countless timelines intertwined, the purest Time Dao came into view, leading his consciousness into emptiness.

The Master of Time’s Time Dao was exceptionally murky.

But the Time Dao before Li Mo bore no impurities.

"Is this the end of time?"

Li Mo could not resist the allure of the Time Dao, his heart forgetting the Master of Time, sitting cross-legged at the time’s end to contemplate the Dao.

To hear the Dao at dawn, to die at dusk is worth it.

Before the Time Dao, bodily death and Dao disappearance became meaningless.

Li Mo began to comprehend the Dao anew, with each timeline flowing, at times transforming into familiar kin and friends, at times into strange mountains and stones...