Immortality Through Array Formations-Chapter 1160 - 699: Exploitation_3

Of course, Mo Hua was not actually afraid.

Although it was somewhat dangerous, he was quite skilled, and even if he couldn’t defeat a Second Grade Evil God, self-preservation should be more than possible.

But these villagers were different...

They had no ability to resist at all.

They might not even know what was happening to them.

A feeling of sorrow arose in Mo Hua’s heart.

Master She was sneakily observing and listening nearby, his mind undoubtedly plotting something.

Mo Hua asked, "Can these villagers escape from their dreams?"

Hearing this, Master She jumped with fright and said with a trembling voice, "Don’t ever speak of such things..."

He looked around, lowered his voice, and cautiously said:

"These villagers are the River God’s foundation. If you target them and enrage the River God, beware that you might end up with nowhere to bury your corpse..."

Mo Hua curled his lip.

Master She became anxious and hurriedly advised, "Little... little ancestor, I don’t know what heritage you possess to have such powerful Divine Thought Power at such a young age, but however strong your Divine Thought is, you are still just one person. How can you afford to offend the majesty of a deity?"

"If you truly anger the River God, it won’t be just you who dies..."

I’m afraid I will be implicated and will have to accompany you in death...

Master She silently thought to himself.

The temperament of the River God has always been far from good.

Mo Hua was a little curious, "Have you seen the River God?"

Master She’s face paled, "Seen... but also not really seen, I didn’t dare to look, just knelt on the ground, not daring to raise my head..."

Mo Hua felt uninterested and said indifferently, "Never mind, just keep leading the way."

Master She hesitated for a moment, not moving forward.

Mo Hua walked a few steps and seeing that Master She stood motionless, he turned his head and frowned, "Why aren’t we moving?"

Master She hesitatingly said, "Ahead... you better not go there."

"Why?"

"It’s very dangerous..."

"Never mind, just take me there."

Master She’s eyelids twitched, "I don’t want to go..."

"Then do you want to leave your life behind here?" Mo Hua threatened with an innocently serious face.

Master She internally seethed with hatred.

A tiger fallen flat could be bullied by a dog!

This damned brat, let’s see how long you can be so arrogant!

Fine, since you’re seeking death, I might as well lead the way.

Suppressing the hate in his heart, Master She sighed and slowly said, "Fine, follow me."

After that, he led the way, with Mo Hua following behind. The two passed through the square where the Fish Cultivators worshipped and continued walking towards the back hall of the River God Temple. After a while, they arrived at the gates of the back hall.

The gates of the back hall were locked with a huge lock.

Behind the door, it was gloomy and dark.

Mo Hua looked at Master She.

Master She gritted his teeth and took out the sacrificial short knife, stabbed it into his arm, and after the knife was filled with blood, he inserted the knife into the lock.

The lock trembled as if a Monster Beast opened its eyes, sucking the fresh blood from the knife.

After a while, when the lock sucked up the blood, it clicked and opened by itself.

Master She’s hands trembled as he shakily unlocked the door.

The moment the door opened, a gust of cold wind blew over, carrying a foul stench.

This putrid smell was strangely familiar to Mo Hua.

Upon entering and seeing what was inside, Mo Hua was taken aback, his expression somewhat disbelieving.

In the back hall of the River God Temple, there were densely packed cages, no fewer than hundreds, imprisoning Demon Monsters with fish heads, human bodies, or put together with demon claws.

These Demon Monsters were almost identical to the flesh and blood Demon Monsters outside.

But these Demon Monsters were Evil Spirits!

In that instant, Mo Hua had an epiphany, understanding many things.

He finally knew the origin of the deformed and strange Demon Monsters in Yu Er’s nightmares.

He also understood why the Evil God was refining so many flesh and blood Demon Monsters outside.

He knew how the Evil God was accumulating forces by spreading the Dao.

Human traffickers, they’re all just underlings.

The real power of the Evil God lay in his two types of terrifying Demon Monsters.

One tangible, one intangible.

Flesh and blood Demon Monsters could kill Cultivators’ flesh, corrupt Cultivators’ meridians, Spiritual Power, and Qi Sea.

Evil Spirits and Demon Monsters can invade a Cultivator’s Sea of Consciousness, devouring the Divine Sense within the nightmares woven by the Evil God, unstoppable in their effectiveness.

At this thought, Mo Hua suddenly felt a sharp pain in his Divine Sense.

A series of cruel visions emerged from the threads of cause and effect, passing through Mo Hua’s mind like a swift slideshow...

A blood-colored fishing village, where Fish Cultivators kneeled and worshipped the fallen River God.

Their suffering became the root of their faith.

Their faith became the sustenance for the Evil God.

The Evil God consumed the Fish Cultivators’ faith.

Once the faith was completely drained and the Divine Sense exhausted, the villagers became like Walking Dead. Then it would raise its slaughtering knife, using the clad-in-black as its minions, and exterminate the entire fishing village.

The dead villagers, their bodies mixed with Monster Beasts, were refined through Evil Formations into monstrously horrifying flesh Demon Monsters.

This kind of Blood Formation was extremely cruel, causing immense pain and resentment.

This pain and resentment would take form in the flesh Demon Monsters and rebirth into the shape of Evil Spirits and Demon Monsters.

Mo Hua took a sharp intake of breath.

These poor Fish Cultivators...

Alive, their faith was used to feed the Evil God.

After being wrung dry of faith, their bodies, slaughtered and dead, were used to refine Demon Monsters.

The remnants of their Divine Sense after death, fermented in the blood, were used to give birth to Evil Spirits.

In life, they were fish meat; in death, they became claws and teeth.

This was truly the essence of being exploited completely clean from body to Divine Sense, from birth to death, without leaving behind a single drop.

Mo Hua’s chest tightened, and a boundless killing intent surged in his heart.

On the other side, Master She, seeing that Mo Hua stood motionless and seemed lost in thought, sneered darkly and secretly grasped the short knife for the ritual in his palm.

The knife blade cut open his palm, and the fresh blood dripped to the ground, forming blood-colored patterns.

The Demon Monsters smelled the blood and became restless.

Master She was somewhat fearful, but still clenched his teeth and continued to bleed himself, solidifying more patterns.

These patterns, like keys, flowed along the ground, moving into various cages, unlocking the cage doors.

In just a moment, Demonic Qi filled the sky.

The fierce Demon Monsters emerged from their cages with blood-red eyes, fixing their gaze on Mo Hua.

Only then did Mo Hua come back to his senses, looking at the scene’s Demon Monsters with an indifferent expression.

At the same time, Master She suddenly thrust the short knife into his chest, and a large amount of blood gushed out, rushing toward Mo Hua. As it approached Mo Hua, it instantly condensed into a blood-colored Formation, binding Mo Hua in place, leaving him unable to move.

Master She’s complexion turned somewhat pale, his figure fading slightly, but he couldn’t help feeling triumphant and scoffed:

"Little brat, you didn’t expect this, did you? I am actually a Formation Master!"

"This is the Blood Sacrifice Formation that I have devoted my life to studying, a gift from the Divine Lord. Within the nightmares woven by the Divine Lord, this Blood Sacrifice Formation, using blood as ink and dreams as the medium, is unbreakable."

"You’ll be trapped here, torn apart alive by these Demon Monsters, swallowed bite by bite into their bellies..."

"They have been hungry for a long time..."

Having said that, Master She turned around to leave.

He needed to escape before the Demon Monsters finished eating Mo Hua.

Otherwise, these starving Demon Monsters might even consume him as well.

Apart from the Divine Lord, these Demon Monsters answered to no one else’s command.

Master She hurried away with a look of panic, but it wasn’t long before he felt an abnormal presence behind him. Turning around, his pupils shook violently.

He saw hundreds of ferocious Demon Monsters with astonishing presence, layered upon each other, surrounding the little brat with no way out.

Yet, despite this, the many fierce Demon Monsters only dared to bare their teeth and sneer from three feet away, drooling with foul stench and growling softly.

Their eyes were greedy, yet they dared not move forward, as if there was something they were wary of...

No, not wariness.

These Demon Monsters were like facing a great enemy; they were... in fear of something!

Fear?

A chill ran down Master She’s spine.

Then he saw Mo Hua, surrounded by hundreds of vicious Demon Monsters, his gaze turned cold, and a strange Divine Thought flowed through him, instantly transforming into three layers of dark Mo shadows, like three Taoist Robes draped over him.

Mo Hua spread his arms, and the Wily Minds, following his movements, left behind trails of afterimages.

In the blink of an eye, Divine Thoughts rushed wildly.

On the ground, mysterious and complex Formation Patterns were rising like a tide, vines sprung up in spring, wildly spreading in all directions.

In just a few breaths, a majestic and imposing Mountain and Fire Trapping and Slaughter Formation was forged. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Mo Hua’s eyes were pitch-black and clear, and he softly muttered:

"Kill!"

The Divine Thoughts boiled over, the Formation exploded like a mighty flame hurricane sweeping everything away, reducing all the Demon Monsters within the Formation to ashes in an instant.

Master She’s eyes bulged with shock, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, struggling a few times but utterly unable to rise.

When he looked up again, he found that Mo Hua was already standing in front of him, seemingly out of nowhere.

"Make another sneaky move, and I’ll crush you to death."