Once completely extinguished, all could be lost.
Given the vast disparity in realms, Mo Hua simply doesn't know what else could utterly destroy this Evil Embryo.
Despite his numerous wounds, Mo Hua could only grit his teeth and circle around in combat with the Evil Embryo.
As he battled, his mouth kept moving, one sentence after another, constantly disturbing the state of the Evil Embryo's Divine Thought.
"Mountain Lord, wake up..."
"Mountain Lord, don't die..."
"If you die, I truly can't win..."
"Mountain Lord!"
After reciting for so long, the Yellow Mountain Lord within the Evil Embryo seemed to still have little reaction.
Mo Hua could only think of another way, saying:
"Mountain Lord, I truly am your friend..."
"You have another 'you', who escaped from Solitary Mountain City, hiding in a dilapidated temple on a small hill, enduring the elements."
"The roof leaks, the walls let in the wind..."
"Drinking rainwater, eating stale buns, guarding a few feet of clay sculpted idols, fearing wolves and cultivators..."
"I have sent offerings to you, fed you meat, drunk with you..."
"You taught me the scholarly ways of the Divine Way..."
"Mountain Lord..."
...
Mo Hua continued speaking while being beaten.
This battle was long and arduous.
After a while, perhaps this miserable life of desolate mountains did affect this Lord Yellow Mountain who once reigned over Guhuang Mountain, receiving countless offerings.
Finally, the Evil Embryo stopped again, its whole body surged with evil qi, more intensely than before.
Two forces ceaselessly intertwined.
Red and gold, flickering intermittently.
Deformed flesh, flowing like serpents.
Alongside an agonized scream, mingling cruelty and rationality, the somber face of the Evil Embryo finally shone with a golden glow, exuding an air of awe.
Lord Yellow Mountain's consciousness had temporarily gained the upper hand.
His divinity and memory slightly retraced, suppressing the "dead embryo" of that Evil God.
With long, golden eyes silently gazing at Mo Hua, he spoke hoarsely:
"You truly... know me?"
"My... other source, is it... still alive?"
With several broken bones, bloodstains all over, Mo Hua, riddled with wounds, finally let out a long breath, nodding repeatedly:
"I know! Still alive!"
Though living miserably, indeed still alive.
The desolate mountains are also quite peaceful, without much noise and trouble.
Lord Yellow Mountain gazed deeply at Mo Hua again, indeed sensing a faint thread of causality from him.
This intrinsic sense of connection couldn't be wrong.
The other self is truly linked with this young fellow, having some noteworthy relationship and destiny.
And...
Lord Yellow Mountain deeply looked at Mo Hua again, finding Mo Hua's existence curiously strange.
Like a human, but far stronger than humans.
Like a deity, yet the aura isn't pure enough, plus there's too much humanity, and he talks too much.
Like a Demon Creature, the hidden causality harbors a near Demon Monster's Evil Qi, bearing heavy slaughter, but is upright and magnanimous...
"Such existence, no wonder, can be 'friends' with me..."
Lord Yellow Mountain sighed inwardly, feeling a heart of "appreciation for talent", saying to Mo Hua:
"The Evil God's embryo, immortal, indestructible, cannot be killed..."
"I will, with my remaining will, borrow the Evil God's power to release you from this nightmare, it's the last thing I can do..."
Consider it repaying the causality between you and me...