Chapter 1058: Chapter 667: Delivered_3
Chapter 1058 -667: Delivered_3
He could just act covertly through the Formation.
It could be said that the āoutputā was all done by his senior brothers and sisters, and Uncle Gu.
He would either control or deceive people, and only at the last moment when he couldnāt help it, would he swoop in to āclaim a head.ā
But now that wouldnāt work.
Cheng Mo and the others couldnāt hold on any longer.
They were young, had little Cultivation, and lacked experience. They couldnāt bear the risks of this life-and-death battle.
"Continuing this way is not a solution, should we retreat first and then make a long-term plan?ā
"Or should we drive away this black-clothed leader and first rescue the abducted Cultivators?ā
Mo Hua frowned, deep in thought.
Suddenly, he started, and looked around.
"Is someone there?ā
Mo Hua released his Divine Sense, and his eyes lit up.
"People from the Taoist Court!ā
Moreover, several auras were very familiar, seemingly from the Gu Family.
"They are our own people!ā
Mo Hua cheered up.
It seemed that the message he had sent earlier had reached Uncle Gu, and he had sent people.
With the help of the Taoist Court, this black-clothed leader, even if he had gone through Demonization, was likely trapped without escape.
A few breaths later, the face of the black-clothed leader changed.
He also sensed that someone was approaching.
And these people clearly did not belong to his Sect, their aura archaic and rigid, exuding the āscentā of the Taoist Courtās Hawk Dogs.
"There are reinforcements
The black-clothed leaderās gaze darkened, and his expression slightly angered.
He hadnāt expected that what was supposed to be a routine transaction of buying and selling ālivestockā would be so smoothly disrupted time and again.
First, it was accidentally exposed, and the people sent to kill and silence did not return.
Now, his own group of brothers had all died in the blink of an eye.
"Damn, a bunch of useless trash!ā
The black-clothed leader cursed.
But anger was of no use.
Now, encountering these few youngsters and the lackeys from the Taoist Court, he had no time to escape.
Once surrounded, even if he broke the Seal and entered the Demon Path, honing his strength, battling so many Cultivators would likely lead him to more danger than fortune, making escape impossible.
He who hesitates is lost.
His brothers were dead, but he needed to survive.
But before leavingā¦
The black-clothed leaderās eyes slightly widened, turning blood-red.
He would slaughter these few obstructive youngsters first!
"Just a few newly-entered Sect youngsters, thinking by joining hands, they could contend against me?ā
The black-clothed leader sneered.
Demonic Qi suddenly surged around his body.
At the same time, his forehead split open, flesh turned inside out, revealing a sinister, monstrous eye.
This eye was cold, murky, yet ferocious and mad, as if filled with a chilling, stubborn evil desire.
A bloody Demon Monster illusion emerged over his body.
A blood-colored Evil Godās Thoughts instantly spread all around.
Cheng Mo and Yang Qianjunās group, in an instant, were enveloped by the blood-colored Evil Thoughts; their Divine Senses became muddled, their expressions pained, and their hearts developed an impulse to submit to worldly evil desires and convert to the Divine Lord, rendering them unable to move their limbs freely.
The black-clothed leader raised the Sword Weapon wrapped in Demonic Qi, about to behead Cheng Mo and the others, but suddenly paused and turned his head to the side.
Mo Hua on the side, also enveloped in blood color, revealed his hidden form.
However, unlike Cheng Mo and the others, Mo Huaās Divine Thought seemed unaffected.
His bright, crystal-clear eyes met the gaze of the black-clothed leader.
The black-clothed leaderās pupils contracted, followed immediately by an expression of shock.
That hidden, sinister assassinating Cultivator was such a young kid?!
Andā¦
Under the supreme authority of the Divine Lord, why was this kid showing no reaction at all?!
The black-clothed leaderās heart trembled.
The third eye on his forehead suddenly grew angry, twisted, and bloodshot.
The blood-colored Evil Thoughts around intensified, enveloping Mo Hua.
Yet Mo Huaās Divine Thought, despite the invading blood color, remained unchanged, impervious to all evils.
The black-clothed leader couldnāt believe it.
Mo Hua started, his expression equally shocked.
In the moment when the blood color intensified, he felt an attraction coming from the āDivine Soul.ā
Seemingly instant, he found himself sitting on that solemn altar.
Ancient aura surrounding his body, countless Demon Monsters bowed down, all the creatures of heaven and earth worshipping.
Amidst this, it seemed as though someone was telling him:
Your sacrificeā¦
Has arrived!