Chapter 1369: 765 Control_3

Chapter 1369: Chapter 765 Control_3

Overall, the harvest is substantial.

The Original Magnet Compound Formation is initially completed, so we can proceed to the next step.

“But… what to do next?”

Mo Hua suddenly hesitated for a moment.

There are quite a few things he wants to do, but with the current situation, it seems that none of them can be done.

Either he doesn’t have the capability yet.

Or he lacks certain conditions.

Or he’s not yet familiar with the situation in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons…

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, thinking to himself:

“Know yourself and your enemy, and you will be victorious in a hundred battles. Let’s first observe what these monster cultivators do every day, and then consider what to do next…”

Afterward, Mo Hua first took out the Taixu Token and greeted Elder Xun:

“Elder, I’m awake.”

Then he took out some dried meat and fruits from the Storage Bag and ate them.

After filling his stomach, he focused keenly, connecting his Divine Sense to the Spirit Vision Formation Hub, observing the movements of these monster cultivators.

The perspective within the Spirit Vision Formation was composed entirely of pale blue spiritual magnetism.

At first, Mo Hua was not accustomed to it.

But after looking at it for a while, he gradually got the hang of it.

With just a glance at more than twenty Original Magnetic Spiritual Vision maps, he could tell what the actual scene was within the Spirit Vision map and what things were happening inside.

As such, Mo Hua delightedly “spied” for half a day and finally found an unusual trace.

It was a monster cultivator.

In the Original Magnetic Spiritual Vision Formation, you could only see his blurry original magnetic image and not his face, but you could vaguely judge that he was tall and different from the other monster cultivators.

Other monster cultivators were either patrolling, guarding prisons, excavating caves, or feeding the monster beasts… they all had tasks.

Only this monster cultivator did nothing; he clearly was a “leader.”

Moreover, his aura felt very familiar to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua guessed that he was the monster cultivator “manager” who cut off the little fingers of Little Wood and his two friends and looked fierce and powerful.

In this vicinity, at least the area Mo Hua monitored, it seemed there was only this one “manager.”

“Manager…”

Mo Hua’s thoughts moved, silently focusing on this manager.

He took some time to observe and summarize the manager’s daily route and, according to this route, perfected the local Original Magnetic Spiritual Vision Formation.

In this way, every movement of this manager was all under his “surveillance.”

But the Original Magnetic Spiritual Vision Formation could only see; it couldn’t hear sounds.

Mo Hua thus chose the corresponding nodes in the crisscrossing formation hub channels and squatted nearby in advance to see if he could eavesdrop on anything.

But this kind of monster cultivator being neither human nor beast was somewhat abnormal.

They cultivated demon techniques and faced constant demonization issues. They would not only demonize actively but also passively.

Their Divine Sense was constantly affected.

Their humanity was progressively eroded by demon nature.

This led to them being unable to speak normally.

Sometimes when they spoke, they would suddenly sneer, drool, bite each other, or even start acting crazy for no reason.

This monster cultivator manager had a special status and considered himself above others.

His speech consisted mostly of commands, and he didn’t like to explain.

Mo Hua overheard some information, but it wasn’t much, nor was it critical—it didn’t help much.

But after observing for a long time, Mo Hua couldn’t help but have another doubt:

How exactly does this monster cultivator manager “manage”?

These monster cultivators are mad and stubborn.

If they don’t act crazy, at least they can still obey orders.

Once they go berserk, the demon nature erupts, leaving them little reason. How can they “follow orders” then?

Not causing trouble would be quite fortunate enough…

Mo Hua considered: If he were a monster cultivator, how could he possibly endure such indignation and willingly let others control him?

When the frantic nature erupts, kill what should be killed, eat what should be eaten.

If they die, so be it.

“These monster cultivators, despite being demonized beasts, losing much of their humanity, still possess such heavy ‘slave nature?'”

“There must be something wrong…”

Mo Hua looked at that manager monster cultivator.

The secret was probably hidden in this manager monster cultivator.

Since he was the manager, he must have means to “control” other monster cultivators; otherwise, how could he be a “manager?”

After cementing his determination by observing for a long time, Mo Hua found that some Foundation Establishment Peak and powerful monster cultivators also submissively acknowledged this “manager,” further affirming his guess.

Something’s definitely fishy about this manager.

Finally, after observing for nearly a whole day, Mo Hua noticed something amiss.

A monster cultivator went berserk.

This monster cultivator was on patrol when suddenly he convulsed violently, curling up on the ground, twisting incessantly, and letting out snarling roars with unclear significance.

Then he abruptly demonized, becoming a frantic-looking, pus-mouthed “werewolf.”

This werewolf was quite powerful, with poisonous pus dripping from him, attacking other monster cultivators and causing chaos.

The other monster cultivators couldn’t control him at the moment.

Just then, the manager arrived, took out a black banner, and with a wave of demonic power, blood patterns spread all over the black banner.

Simultaneously, red patterns began flashing over the berserk werewolf.

These patterns, like spider webs, covered the werewolf’s back densely, then deeply engraved into his flesh like a branding iron.

The “werewolf” seemed to endure extreme pain, continuously howling, like heart-wrenching agony.

His demonic power transformed into a cage restraining himself.

The werewolf collapsed on the ground, struggling, clawing at the ground with his fingertips, leaving deep scratches.

After a moment, the demonization subsided, and he fainted on the ground.

The manager cursed and said coldly:

“Must have eaten too much monster meat, accumulated too much demonic power, reaching an uncontrollable level…”

A monster cultivator nearby said: “Without human meat to eat, it’s like this; if you eat more human meat to balance the demonic power, it might be better…”

“Human meat? I’d like to eat it myself…” the manager sneered and ordered, “Lock him in the prison, brand him a bit, make him suffer and wake up a little.”

“Yes, manager.”

After giving his order, the manager monster cultivator left with his hands behind his back.

The other monster cultivators took the “sick” werewolf to the prison for punishment.

Mo Hua was slightly stunned.

“Black banner…”

So, in this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, many monster cultivators were regulated through that pitch-black demon banner.

Using the demon banner to forcibly control monster cultivators was to prevent them from losing control, rebelling, and disobeying orders.

And when the manager activated the demon banner earlier, Mo Hua could clearly perceive a very familiar aura wrapping around the demon banner.

“Four Symbols Formation!”

Moreover, it was a higher-level, more complete Four Symbols Formation than the monster patterns on the previous monster cultivators!

Finally found it!

Mo Hua felt delighted in his heart, his eyes brightened slightly, as he silently thought:

Have to find a way to get hold of the demon banner to study it…