Chapter 485: Golden Lock Three-Lotus Earth Fire
Chapter 486: Golden Lock Three-Lotus Earth Fire
In Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness, The ferocious, zombie-like Iron Corpse Elder’s expression was filled with disbelief.
A Qi-Refining cultivator actually possessed such abundant Divine Sense?
Without a word, it inhaled sharply.
Sweet, pure, crystalline, endlessly flavorful, even carrying a faint, profound, and mysterious Dao essence.
The Iron Corpse Elder’s eyes immediately widened.
A supreme Divine Sense!
In its life, it had never tasted such exquisite Divine Sense.
Moreover, the Divine Sense here was so full, enough to sustain it for a long time.
If it consumed this little one’s Divine Sense completely and digested it, its Spiritual-Consciousness would condense further, and its strength would soar.
Even the ancestors would value it highly…
The Iron Corpse Elder’s ugly face trembled with excitement. Just as it prepared to strike again, it didn’t notice Mo Hua hiding, watching it coldly.
“Eat my Divine Sense, and you’ll spit it out!”
Mo Hua formed a hand seal, and a fireball spell shot forth in an instant.
The fireball brimmed with spiritual power.
The scarlet flame, manifested by Divine Sense, twisted and entwined like living threads, carrying a terrifying burning force.
The fireball exploded on the Iron Corpse Elder instantly.
The flames scorched its manifested clothing, corroding its true body.
The thread-like spiritual flame penetrated everywhere, like heated blades slicing its flesh.
The Iron Corpse Elder’s expression changed drastically.
“What is this?”
A spell?
Its body suddenly stiffened into a massive zombie form, veins twisted, and cold corpse aura spread, dispelling the burning flames.
Even so, it suffered considerable damage.
“Who?”
The Iron Corpse Elder shouted angrily, yet there was a trace of panic.
Mo Hua gradually revealed his small figure, cold-faced yet carrying an unfathomable aura.
Seeing him, the Iron Corpse Elder was startled.
Within the Sea of Consciousness, his aura was thick, capable of manifesting himself and casting spells. This was no ordinary kid…
It had miscalculated.
It had been fooled by this little one.
That youthful face was a disguise; in reality, this was a hard nut…
The Iron Corpse Elder said respectfully:
“Little friend, I entered without announcing myself, I apologize for the intrusion.”
Mo Hua kept a solemn expression and ignored him.
The Iron Corpse Elder’s dark gaze flickered as it spoke:
“Even so, my actions are understandable…”
“Without hiding anything, I have been hungry and thirsty for over a month, not a drop of water, little friend. Might you show some hospitality, let me taste a bit of your Divine Sense to sate my hunger, and I will leave.”
Its ugly face and sinister gaze accompanied the plea.
Mo Hua was speechless.
As expected of a zombie, thick-skinned indeed.
He didn’t want to waste words.
He was stealing Divine Sense, and time was limited. He needed a swift, thunderous strike to avoid Lu Chengyun discovering him and complicating matters.
Mo Hua raised his hand, sending another fireball spell.
The Iron Corpse Elder, seeing Mo Hua unmoved, grew furious:
“Shameless child, relying on some skill to bully others too much!”
It tried to dodge, but the fireball was fast and precise; it couldn’t avoid it and had to endure the strike.
The fireball exploded, wrapping the Elder in flames, charring its skin, and dimming its figure.
At the same time, Mo Hua clenched his small hand.
The thread-like Water Prison Technique extended hundreds of threads, tightly binding the Iron Corpse Elder. The threads formed a barrier, immobilizing it.
The Iron Corpse Elder’s expression changed drastically, struggling to break free.
Before it could escape, Mo Hua tapped his fingers, moving his Divine Sense to manifest a Golden Lock Formation beneath it.
From the formation’s eye, golden array patterns bloomed like peonies, spreading across the ground, forming a complete golden formation in moments.
Golden light shimmered on the formation.
Spiritual power formed shackles, locking the Iron Corpse Elder in place.
The Elder’s face showed shock.
What was this technique?
A formation?
In the Sea of Consciousness?
Wasn’t this a battleground of Divine Sense? How could someone use a formation?
But it wasn’t over.
Mo Hua clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and pushed his Divine Sense to the extreme.
Outside the Golden Lock Formation, red light surged, fiery spiritual power curling like a divine brush, forming three Earth Fire formations.
The intersection of the three formed the central Golden Lock Formation.
It was precisely the Iron Corpse Elder trapped within!
This was Mo Hua’s self-designed composite formation.
Named Golden Lock Three-Lotus Earth Fire Composite Formation.
It was constructed based on his understanding of the Five Elements Demon-Slaying Grand Formation, forming a small-scale entrapment and killing formation.
The Golden Lock Formation trapped the enemy.
Outside, three Earth Fire formations, like fiery lotus blossoms, compounded their power on the Golden Lock Formation, designed to harm spirits and evil entities.
Once complete, the Iron Corpse Elder’s eyes filled with terror.
“Li—”
It tried to plead, but Mo Hua wasted no words.
“Explode!”
Mo Hua’s crisp command triggered the triple Earth Fire formations.
Three fiery lotuses bloomed, radiating scorching spiritual power.
The blazing flames engulfed the Iron Corpse Elder.
Moments later, the flames dissipated; its hands and feet were burned away, losing any humanoid form. Its figure dimmed, clearly gravely injured.
A combination of spells and formations had obliterated the Iron Corpse Elder.
Mo Hua nodded.
The Golden Lock Three-Lotus Earth Fire Composite Formation’s power was satisfying.
Importantly, it combined trapping and killing.
First trap, then kill.
Any enemy he could kill would have no chance of escape.
The Iron Corpse Elder had one breath left—alive but unable to flee.
It stared at Mo Hua, incredulous.
Who exactly was this little one?
So terrifying?
Spells and formations unleashed in a few rounds, and a Foundation Establishment Iron Corpse Elder was subdued, utterly defenseless.
Was today truly the day it would be utterly destroyed?
Both fearful and unwilling, it croaked:
“You… dare to kill a Zhang family elder, my… ancestor won’t forgive you…”
Mo Hua smiled innocently:
“Coincidentally, I don’t intend to spare your ancestor either.”
The Iron Corpse Elder’s eyes widened. “You—”
Before it could finish, Mo Hua launched several fireball spells, sending it to death.
The aggressive Iron Corpse Elder was blown to green smoke.
Mo Hua trapped the green smoke with a formation, intending to refine it later.
The timing wasn’t right; Lu Chengyun was still outside.
Mo Hua withdrew from his Sea of Consciousness, opening his eyes, mind clear.
Lu Chengyun remained absorbed in the Visualization Map, unaware of everything.
The map had changed little, only that one Zhang family ancestor was now missing from the corner seat.
Mo Hua reviewed the battle.
Nothing complicated: his Divine Sense manifested spells and formations, trapping a Foundation Establishment Iron Corpse Elder, and killed it.
A seamless combo of spells and formations, strong over weak.
It seemed like the small were bullying the large, but in reality, the “large” dominated the “small.”
Naturally, with no complications.
Mo Hua felt a small sense of pride.
His ability to strike with Divine Sense was truly formidable.
The Strange Daoist incident was a pure accident.
Outside of him, most spirits and evil entities in the Sea of Consciousness would not be his match.
He just needed caution.
The altar was silent.
Having stolen a taste from an Iron Corpse Elder, he was satisfied and stayed hidden behind the altar, waiting for Lu Chengyun to leave.
Half an hour later, Lu Chengyun completed his meditation, full of joy and enriched Divine Sense.
The Visualization Map was indeed a treasure for formation masters.
Meditation on it nourished the Sea of Consciousness, enhanced Divine Sense, and improved insight into the Dao.
He treasured the map, but as he stored it, he paused.
Something felt off…
Looking closer, he frowned.
Someone seemed to be missing from the map.
“Where did they go?”
Lu Chengyun was puzzled, staring at it for a while, still confused.
Had he seen wrong?
Or had his repeated visualization damaged the map, causing it to show incompletely?
He nodded, thinking it likely.
The map was his alone to view, meditate on, and visualize.
If there was a problem, it must be his own.
He felt a pang of regret, then his expression darkened, a sinister smile appearing as he murmured:
“Looks like I’ll have to find someone to feed this map…”