The sword light faded, and every ripple of power fell still.
Inside the Divine Temple's great hall, deathly silence surrounded them. Only Mo Hua's faint breathing remained after he had given everything he had.
After several brutal battles, that stroke of the God-Slaying Sword had nearly exhausted all his Divine Thought.
At the center of the hall, the Evil Fetus had been split in two.
One half was bloodred, covered in misshapen tumors and fused demon limbs: a horned monster like an embryo of flesh and blood. The other half was a golden body.
Clad in golden armor, it bore itself with majestic grace. Though half its body had been severed, it still radiated the pure aura of a god. It was Lord Yellow Mountain.
The sight matched Mo Hua's prediction.
The gap in strength between him and the Evil Fetus was too great. Even with the God-Slaying Sword, he might not have killed it outright. Besides, this was a "stillborn fetus" to begin with. What would even count as killing it?
If he failed to kill it, all his efforts would come to nothing.
So Mo Hua had to find another way.
He had used the sharpness of the God-Slaying Sword Style and the laws of the Heavenly Demon Severing Emotion Path to sever good from evil, split the divine body, and separate Lord Yellow Mountain from the Evil Fetus completely. That way, he could save Lord Yellow Mountain.
At the same time, he would greatly weaken the Evil Fetus.
And Lord Yellow Mountain was his "friend." Once freed from the Evil Fetus's control, he would naturally become Mo Hua's ally. With one side losing and the other gaining, half the Evil Fetus's strength would effectively become Mo Hua's to use.
Then he would be assured of victory, and