Immortality Through Array Formations-Chapter 1162 - 700 Divine Skills (Thank you, Shu Shi ouo, for the reward, Alliance Hierarch~)_2

Chapter 1162: Chapter 700 Divine Skills (Thank you, Shu Shi ouo, for the reward, Alliance Hierarch~)_2

"If you want these two children, you can take them away."

Kneeling devoutly on the ground, Master She was completely stunned in that instant.

Did I... hear that wrong?

This little devil, daring to demand people in front of the River God! Repeatedly making requests?

And with such an impolite request, the River God...

Actually agreed?!

Could it be that the River God is not a ruthless Fierce God, but a benevolent deity who liberates all beings?

This is not right...

But on the other hand, Mo Hua seemed still unsatisfied.

He thought for a moment, then said: "The Fish Cultivator in the square, I want to take him away too."

This time, the expression of the River God stiffened, with coldness and indifference already in his gaze, and no more amiability in his tone.

"Little cultivator, contentment brings eternal happiness, good beginnings lead to good endings."

"I have already made an exception with my generosity to you, do not overstep your bounds, lose measure, otherwise disaster is inevitable..."

Mo Hua nodded and said: "That’s right, you put up a fish head, but sell mutton, killed so many people, consumed so many Divine Senses, and refined so many Evil Spirits, you should also know when to stop..."

"I’ve already treated you with courtesy, which is an exception, do not overstep your bounds, lose measure, otherwise disaster is inevitable..." frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

The fish head of the River God suddenly turned grim, and its cold wooden fish eyes revealed an eerie look.

Its voice, as if enveloped in the frost of harsh winter:

"You... know?"

"How could you know?"

Putting up a fish head, selling mutton...

The fish eyes of the River God instantaneously turned blood-red, "A petty creature, how bold!"

Mo Hua stopped the chatter and leaped up, throwing a punch directly.

Master She was completely numb.

The River God sneered, slowly stretched out its giant Demon Claw wrapped in blood, and grabbed towards Mo Hua.

The delicate fist, struck the giant Demon Claw.

With a thunderous boom, the fluctuations of Divine Thought spread all around.

The smile of the River God suddenly froze.

Its giant Demon Claw was directly punctured by Mo Hua’s fist, dimming the Divine Thought phantom on the Demon Claw a bit.

After puncturing the Demon Claw, Mo Hua threw another punch, heading straight for the fish head face of the River God.

The gaze of the River God trembled, no longer daring to be arrogant, and quickly stood up, retreating backwards.

Mo Hua’s punch missed, his body flickered with a pale blue light, performing the Water Passing Step, continuing the attack on the River God.

The River God dodged twice, but due to its bulky body, it was unavoidable and still got hit by Mo Hua’s punch in the abdomen.

The small punch, containing immense Divine Thought Power, made the entire Divine Body of the River God tremble.

The River God furiously said, "Fine, ignorant child, refusing the toast only to drink a forfeit, do not blame me for being rude today!"

A mist of blood surged up, spreading for a moment, then suddenly rolling back, condensing around the River God.

The Divine Body of the River God did not appear larger, but instead shrank, only a head taller than a normal adult cultivator, but its form became more refined.

It seems that the former statue-like appearance was it dispersing Divine Thought, intentionally making itself large to intimidate believers.

As Divine Thought spreads, the power also disperses.

Now this form, with Divine Thought condensed within the body, is its true posture.

Mo Hua’s eyes brightened, his fighting spirit intensified.

Since the Divine Sense Transformation and after swallowing the Divine Marrow, he has yet to be defeated in a confrontation of Divine Thought.

The usual Demon Monsters were simply no match for him.

He was very curious to know just how strong his "flesh body" of Divine Thought was, and whether he could face a true "deity" in direct combat to determine the superior.

Mo Hua didn’t waste words, flashing his body, he charged forward again, swinging his small fist, aiming a punch at the face of the River God.

The River God, caught off-guard, got hit by Mo Hua’s punch on the face, the gills deformed, and its body involuntarily stepped back several paces.

After regaining his stance, the eyes of the River God completely turned red.

Its ferocity was fully aroused, the cloud-embroidered sea wave pattern on its robe even turned blood red.

"Asking for death!"

The River God growled in a low voice, like a Demon Monster, its Demon Claw swooped like wind, directly attacking Mo Hua.

Mo Hua remained fearless, fighting directly against the River God.

For a while, figures intertwined, fists clashed with claws, the intense power of Divine Thought undulating like thunderous drums, continuously transmitted around, shaking the Dreamland’s constructed temples, shattering floor tiles, and mottling the walls.

Master She, fearing being implicated, had already shuddered and hid aside, watching the battle between Mo Hua and the River God, deeply shocked.

"This ten-year-old little devil, relying on the power of Divine Thought, is actually wrestling with a ’deity’?!"

Master She found it utterly absurd.

And after dozens of rounds of battle with Mo Hua, still no victor emerged.

The gaze of the River God turned cold, golden light condensed on its Demon Claw, intermingled with specks of blood red.

A faint smile crossed the fish face of the River God.

The pale gold-colored Demon Claw, carrying a bloody wind, fiercely tore towards Mo Hua.

Mo Hua sensing the danger, also followed the River God’s example, incorporating streaks of golden Divine Marrow into his fist, then threw a punch out, clashing directly with the River God’s Demon Claw.

A more tumultuous wave came forth, the mingling Divine Thoughts shattered the ground.

Afterwards, both man and deity, evenly matched, each stepped back two paces.

Mo Hua felt a bit of pain in his little fist, couldn’t help but rub it.

No break in the Demon Claw of the River God, but its expression changed, looking at Mo Hua in shock, "You are not human?!"

Mo Hua displeased, "You are the one who’s not human!"

Then he quickly realized, "Oh right, you indeed are not human."

The River God slightly sullen, its gaze cold, "Bearing the Divine Marrow, are you a human, or a deity?"

Mo Hua smiled, saying nothing.

Seeing this, the River God, unable to hide its anger, scoffed: