"Young Master Mo... What exactly is he..."
"He should... be "human", right..."
...
Deep within the great hall.
A filthy and blood-stained long halberd lay broken and discarded on the ground.
Resembling Lord Yellow Mountain, wearing the ominous demon armor, the malformed evil embryo stood motionless.
An injury appeared on its shoulder, where flesh wriggled, evil energy festered, and foul blood dripped slowly.
The evil embryo stood still, seemingly perplexed.
Mo Hua took advantage of the moment, gasping desperately for breath.
But before he could catch his breath, the evil embryo's skin and flesh began to knit itself together, the evil essence gradually revived.
The broken evil god's long halberd reappeared in its hand.
Mo Hua gritted his teeth, gasping in shock.
"Too strong..."
After contending for so long, Mo Hua had slowly come to understand.
