Outside Yanluo Mountain, on the road leading to Qian Learning State Boundary.
Mo Hua stood still and looked back.
He saw the triple reverse transformation, painstakingly calculated and ticulously planned by him, exploding layer by layer.
The Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, spanning nine whole state boundaries, completely disintegrated.
The pitch-black power of extinction shrouded the heavens and the earth, countless demon wraiths and demon cultivators were wiped out as if they were thousands of ants, turned into black dust and annihilated, the souls of the dead covering the sky and earth, the slaughter deep and profound as the sea.
Even Mo Hua himself was moved by it.
This thod of "disintegration" using the critical point where spiritual power and evil power intertwine originated from his celestial secret calculation power that blends calculation and deception, as well as his insight into the righteous and demonic transformation and the understanding of the spiritual interchange.
He wasn't entirely sure of the true power after the disintegration.
After all, it was his first ti disintegrating the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation.
This was also his first "practice."
The result even left him sowhat incredulous.
Even the various profound changes presented, where the forces of righteousness and evil unite, oppose, infiltrate, transform, and detach… enthralled Mo Hua's eyes, leaving him montarily dazed.
A sudden enlightennt of the two fundantal laws within the Dao of Heaven and Earth slowly erged from the depths of Mo Hua's heart.
Mo Hua's pupils were clear and colorful, revealing an obsession with the Great Dao.
And just at this mont, a terrifying and familiar aura erged from the horizon.
A scarlet lightning descended from the sky, piercing into the formation, directly obliterating four figures, annihilating four lifelines.
Mo Hua's expression shook.
Robbery Thunder!
"The robbery thunder killed Mr. Tu and the others?!"
"Did I use the disintegration of the formation to force Mr. Tu and the others to their deaths?"
"I… forced the death of four Feather Transformation cultivators?"
Mo Hua took a deep breath of cold air, feeling incredulous himself.
Such a powerful uncle, back then at Dry Wood Cliff, using the planting devil in Taoist heart, only forced the death of three Feather Transformation cultivators.
Now, with one move, he forced the death of four, surpassing even his uncle, which wasn't sothing to be ashad of to speak of.
But then, Mo Hua's brows gradually furrowed, his expression sowhat heavy:
"Sothing's not right…"
In his estimation, this triple disintegration of his, at most, was to "destroy the formation and erase all traces," along with "killing to silence."
It erased all traces of his "participation" in the Evil Path Great Formation and disintegrated the formation.
It killed all demon cultivators who knew about his involvent within the formation and burned their bodies as well.
But these ans were limited to below "Feather Transformation."
He himself was only at Foundation Establishnt, with such a huge disparity in cultivation, a true man at the realm of Feather Transformation was sothing he couldn't "murder."
From the very beginning, he didn't even harbor the hope of trapping Mr. Tu and the others.
As long as the Blood Sacrifice Formation was gone, the demon cultivators under Golden Core were dead, the crisis at Qianxue State Boundary was resolved, and no innocent cultivators died, Mo Hua would be content.
But now, Mr. Tu and the others actually died in the disintegration of the Blood Sacrifice Formation, which was sowhat unexpected.
Mo Hua was puzzled.
This disintegration force, though strong, should have had a low grade and shouldn't have been able to kill Feather Transformation cultivators.
Were they killing each other, pushed to the brink, using cultivation beyond the Third Grade, so they were wiped out by the Heavenly Dao?
Or were they so exhausted by the disintegration force, subconsciously trying to escape the Blood Sacrifice Formation using Feather Transformation sky-flying ability, thus triggering the restrictions of the Heavenly Dao Laws and being wiped out by the robbery thunder?
Mo Hua felt that both were possible, yet also felt both were sowhat far-fetched and didn't quite make sense.
Then…
Mo Hua's pupils slightly contracted.
"Was there soone else, working in the dark, forcing Mr. Tu and the others to self-destruct?"
"Or was there soone… manipulating them?"
This thought, once it erged, imdiately chilled Mo Hua's heart.
A strange shadow lood over his heart.
Mo Hua furrowed his brows, his gaze confused, and after a mont, he sighed internally:
"Better leave… what needs to be done is done, this is no place to linger, and besides…"
Mo Hua looked up, taking a glance at the Blood Sacrifice Formation, where demon cultivators were silently terrified, deathly still with an aura of annihilation, feeling a chill in his heart.
He also felt that he had killed far too many people this ti.
A terrifying chill lood over his head.
Mo Hua carried Yu Er on his back, continuing to move away from Third Grade Yanluo Mountain, towards the Qianxue State Boundary.
After walking for a while, a murmuring voice suddenly arose, Mo Hua turned his head and saw Yu Er on his back slowly waking up.
"Brother… Mo?"
Yu Er's voice still held a trace of fear.
"Hmm." Mo Hua nodded and smiled warmly.
Yu Er felt sowhat reassured and softly asked, "Where are we now? Those demon heads…"
"It's alright," Mo Hua spoke softly, comforting Yu Er as he continued walking, "We're safe now, and those demon heads are all dead."
"Dead…?"
Yu Er was stunned, only then realizing the silence around her, the world dim and dark.
Turning her head, she saw the scene of the formation self-destructing and the mountains crumbling behind them, her mouth agape, eyes full of shock.
"Brother Mo, this is…"
"They t their end through evil deeds, wiped out by a passerby kindhearted brother, acting on behalf of the heavens."
"A passerby… kindhearted brother?"
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded and added, "An unknown brother as well."
Yu Er stared blankly at Mo Hua and nodded.
"So…" Mo Hua looked at Yu Er, his gaze gentle, speaking softly, "It's all over, the nightmare is gone."
Yu Er's innocent eyes trembled slightly, her eyes moist like spring rain.
"I'll take you back to find your mother," Mo Hua said gently.
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