Chapter 1058: Chapter 667: Delivered_3 Chapter 1058: Chapter 667: Delivered_3 He could just act covertly through the Formation.
It could be said that the “output” was all done by his senior brothers and sisters, and Uncle Gu.
He would either control or deceive people, and only at the last mont when he couldn’t help it, would he swoop in to “claim a head.”
But now that wouldn’t work.
Cheng Mo and the others couldn’t hold on any longer.
They were young, had little Cultivation, and lacked experience. They couldn’t 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?”
“Or should we drive away this black-clothed leader and first rescue the abducted Cultivators?”
Mo Hua frowned, deep in thought.
Suddenly, he started, and looked around.
“Is soone there?”
Mo Hua released his Divine Sense, and his eyes lit up.
“People from the Taoist Court!”
Moreover, several auras were very familiar, seemingly from the Gu Family.
“They are our own people!”
Mo Hua cheered up.
It seed that the ssage 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 soone was approaching.
And these people clearly did not belong to his Sect, their aura archaic and rigid, exuding the “scent” of the Taoist Court’s Hawk Dogs.
“There are reinforcents…”
The black-clothed leader’s gaze darkened, and his expression slightly angered.
He hadn’t expected that what was supposed to be a routine transaction of buying and selling “livestock” would be so smoothly disrupted ti 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!”
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 ti 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 leaving…
The black-clothed leader’s 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 ?”
The black-clothed leader sneered.
Demonic Qi suddenly surged around his body.
At the sa ti, 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 erged over his body.
A blood-colored Evil God’s Thoughts instantly spread all around.
Cheng Mo and Yang Qianjun’s group, in an instant, were enveloped by the blood-colored Evil Thoughts; their Divine Senses beca 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 Hua’s Divine Thought seed unaffected.
His bright, crystal-clear eyes t the gaze of the black-clothed leader.
The black-clothed leader’s pupils contracted, followed imdiately by an expression of shock.
That hidden, sinister assassinating Cultivator was such a young kid?!
And…
Under the supre authority of the Divine Lord, why was this kid showing no reaction at all?!
The black-clothed leader’s 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 Hua’s Divine Thought, despite the invading blood color, remained unchanged, impervious to all evils.
The black-clothed leader couldn’t believe it.
Mo Hua started, his expression equally shocked.
In the mont when the blood color intensified, he felt an attraction coming from the “Divine Soul.”
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 seed as though soone was telling him:
Your sacrifice…
has arrived!
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