Mo Qi, struggling in pain, still tried to push Zi Luo and the Saintess away with a backhand palm. "Stop dawdling and get out of here. Your soul power isn't even enough to tickle him."
Mo Qi thought his words would make the Saintess and the other woman retreat. Little did he know, his words sparked an idea in the Saintess.
The Saintess nodded abruptly. "Right, we should go get more people."
"Let's go find someone to sacrifice," the Saintess called to Zi Luo and headed towards the backyard.
Zi Luo glanced at Mo Qi before flying away with her.
Mo Qi was furious but helpless, forced to watch them leave.
Now, only Mo Qi, the Boundless Ancestor, Little Blood Man, and Little Dot remained on the scene.
These two little ones were also babbling nearby, seemingly discussing whether to sacrifice themselves.
The discussion concluded with a sacrifice, and they resolutely plunged into the black circle, only to be batted away by Mo Qi.
At this point, Mo Qi was completely at a disadvantage. The Boundless Ancestor held the initiative, slowly pulling the black shadow out of Mo Qi's body.
The black shadow gradually flowed out, taking on a human form as it left Mo Qi's body.
Mo Qi's body began to turn into an ice sculpture, gradually losing consciousness. However, his spiritual energy still flowed out instinctively, continuing to resist the Boundless Ancestor.
The Boundless Ancestor, seeing victory within reach, laughed triumphantly. "Stop struggling and accept your fate!"
As the scales of victory tipped in his favor, the Boundless Ancestor became leisurely, his attacks more casual and less fierce. After all, victory was assured, it was only a matter of time.
He was rather enjoying the process and decided to prolong it. He watched Mo Qi's body grow stiff and his eyes lose their luster, his arrogance growing. "Why haven't your women returned yet? I can't wait. But they won't. People are selfish. They just found an excuse to leave and won't come back."
Mo Qi struggled to speak. "They will come back."
As his stamina and spiritual power drained, his voice became slurred.
"You're pathetic. You're dying, yet you're still weaving lies to deceive yourself," the Boundless Ancestor said.
With his words, he exerted more force, attempting to quickly eliminate Mo Qi. He felt he had played enough and it was time to end it.
At this moment, figures flashed, one after another.
Instantly, the surroundings were filled with people: the Saintess, Zi Luo, Turtle Immortal, Emperor, Ji Zhuo, Ling Feng, Qi Ao Lai, Chang Yu Ning, Nu Wa, Zang Hua, Zhan Zhan, Prince Bei, Murong Yanran, Long Ji, Murong Yanran, Linghu Xiao Xian, Snow Woman, Ri Liang, Yue Liang... and many unfamiliar faces.
The Boundless Ancestor was stunned. "These little bugs are truly fearless! It seems this generation's little bugs are quite something!"
Ri Liang and Yue Liang twitched their lips upon hearing this.
After all, they were the true bugs!
A smile touched Mo Qi's lips. "With all the魑魅魍魉 here, it seems destroying the Boundless Ancestor is the will of the people!"
Seeing Mo Qi's state, Turtle Immortal impatiently asked, "How should we sacrifice?"
So eager even to die.
The Saintess looked at Mo Qi, tears streaming down her face. "I'm afraid it's too late."
"Yes, it's too late. It's useless for anyone to come; it won't change the fate of all of you," the Boundless Ancestor said.
Turtle Immortal said urgently, "Since we're here, we must try our best. It's better than waiting to die."
Mo Qi weakly opened his mouth. "None of you need to die. Only I need to die."
What?
Everyone was confused by his meaning.
The Boundless Ancestor laughed heartily. "If you die, they die too. Everyone will die, just at different times."
Mo Qi's body was covered in a thin layer of frost, almost turning him into an ice statue. His soul was about to enter the Boundless Ancestor's vortex.
All it would take was for the Boundless Ancestor to apply a little more force, and it would be sucked in.
However, at this moment, the vortex trembled slightly.
The soul also paused.
The Boundless Ancestor sensed something was wrong but was unsure, mistaking it for an illusion.
Mo Qi struggled to open his mouth, his voice faintly drifting out, "If I die, you will die too."
The Boundless Ancestor's body shook violently, then he said disdainfully, "Don't be delusional. I know you wish I would die, but that's just your curse; it won't come true."
Mo Qi snorted. "You're already poisoned. You were too arrogant earlier and didn't notice that I secretly poisoned the Myriad Manifestation Soul Devourer. You wanted to absorb my soul, but you absorbed the poison first. You should feel your soul sea churning and your body tearing apart right now."
The Boundless Ancestor indeed felt pain all over his body. While not exactly tearing, it was already unbearable.
He stubbornly declared, "My indestructible body, how could it fear your petty poison?"
Mo Qi shook his head. "It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, but this poison will cause any living being to perish, and you are no exception."
Sweat beaded on the Boundless Ancestor's forehead, his body began to tremble, and he started to concentrate his power to expel the poison.
He could no longer focus on absorbing Mo Qi's soul.
Mo Qi, lacking the strength to retrieve his soul, watched as the ethereal form drifted away.
The Saintess was flustered. "What do we do? What do we do?"
Zi Luo was also on the verge of tears. "Don't you know what to do? If you have no solution, neither do we."
"Let me try," Chang Yu Ning stepped forward.
Looking at her petite frame and only Saint King cultivation, her volunteering seemed a bit presumptuous.
However, in the next moment, Chang Yu Ning's actions made them look at her with newfound respect.
"Myriad Manifestation Soul Devourer!" Black energy flowed from around Chang Yu Ning, forming a disc. The energy converged at a point in the center, flowing out as a line that struck Mo Qi's soul projection, slowly guiding it back towards Mo Qi's body.
The projection was slippery, drifting about, somewhat disobedient.
But the line emanating from the black energy circle condensed by Chang Yu Ning gradually coiled around Mo Qi's soul.
In the next instant, Chang Yu Ning moved Mo Qi's soul into Mo Qi's own circle. The soul rotated once and automatically returned to Mo Qi's body.
The circle around Mo Qi gradually vanished, the frost on his face melted, and his complexion gradually regained its color.
The crowd immediately erupted in cheers.
Turtle Immortal couldn't help but praise, "You're quite something, kid, to have killed the Boundless Ancestor single-handedly."
Mo Qi turned his gaze to the Boundless Ancestor. "It's too early to say I've killed him."
Turtle Immortal muttered, "Didn't you just say he would die from the poison?"
At this moment, the Boundless Ancestor sat cross-legged, his eyes tightly shut. White mist rose from his head, and black blood began to flow from his mouth!
It seemed he might actually be able to expel the poison.
How could this be?
Mo Qi panicked and summoned the Sea Calming Divine Needle, striking the Boundless Ancestor fiercely.
The Boundless Ancestor didn't dodge; he couldn't!
So he took the hit squarely.
With a clang, it sounded like metal striking metal, as if hitting iron!
Sparks flew from the Boundless Ancestor's body!
He was indeed tough.
Mo Qi, enraged, raised his hand again. The Sea Calming Divine Needle swelled once more and struck the Boundless Ancestor hard again.
Still, sparks flew, and he remained as hard as iron.
Seeing this, others also panicked, unleashing various divine abilities and treasures upon the Boundless Ancestor. However, they were all like tickles, unable to harm him.
Mo Qi subsequently unleashed the Tai Chi Diagram and the Creation Divine Leaf, but to no avail.
If he recovered, it would be over. Everyone was anxious and frantic.
But no amount of franticness helped. Seeing the Boundless Ancestor's complexion gradually return to normal, as if he were about to completely expel the poison.
A sinister smile appeared on his face.
However, the smile froze on his face instantly.
He started to expel the poison again.
He was poisoned again!