Immortality Through Array Formations - Chapter 1491

His Divine Sense could not come out.

Divine Thought into Sword, in reality, it couldn’t be used either.

Is it about to transform into a true Fierce Ghost?

He thought for a moment, then rummaged through Hua Qianqian’s storage bag, found a few flowers, and among them, a few coincidentally were magnolias.

But at the same time, Mo Hua could sense that there seemed to be a thread of "cause and effect" entangling him.

After much hesitation, the ghostly thought indeed turned into a gust of eerie wind and rushed into Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness.

Mo Hua sighed deeply, his gaze resolute, speaking slowly:

It seemed to know that in the face of the near "deity" Mo Hua, all its efforts were just desperate struggles.

The ghostly thought transformed into eerie wind again, turning to flee.

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister what’s wrong, Senior Sister wake up..."

This woman, he actually recognized.

Indeed, it was the aura of a Taoist Demon, although still weak, it was very apparent.

Before dying, it slightly solidified its form, revealing its original appearance.

But at the same time, its ferocious face gradually disintegrated, and the scorch marks on its body began to recover little by little, seemingly transforming back into the gentle and elegant ’Senior Sister Ye’.

Even the evil spirits in reality, as long as they don’t enter his sea of consciousness, Mo Hua temporarily couldn’t deal with them.

During the New Year, in the Gu Family courtyard, when Elder Gu Hong introduced a blind date for Uncle Gu, a portrait was displayed.

Divine sense retrieved, Mo Hua opened his eyes.

After all, he wasn’t into body cultivation.

Although Mo Hua was wearing a Hundred Flower Valley Taoist Robe, looking like a harmless Senior Sister who had just emerged from hibiscus water, the ghostly thought could instinctively feel an aura from Mo Hua that made it palpitate.

"Senior Sister..."

At a glance, Mo Hua couldn’t help but feel astonished.

Every part of the ghostly thought’s essence was trembling.

Her figure, along with resentment and the fierce ghost from the karmic mutation, all dissipated together.

Unable to slay it, he could only find a way to lure the ghostly thought into his own Sea of Consciousness.

Estimated to be at least Third Grade.

"Alright."

No big deal...

He had golden blood patterns flowing over him, exuding a powerful majesty.

"Why, is it me who suffers, is it me who should die?"

For a moment, Mo Hua felt sympathy.

But the ghostly thought was not moved in the slightest.

"Is this... a precursor to becoming a Fierce Ghost?"

"Why?"

Even if it was the incarnation of an evil god, once it entered his sea of consciousness, he would strip it down, detoxify it, and make "iron plate grill" out of it.

"There’s nothing I can do..."

Mo Hua was taken aback.

"Heavenly Dao claims to be just? Where is it?"

He sensed the surroundings, and only then did he discover with astonishment that the entire Disciple’s Residence of Hundred Flower Valley had been cleverly laid out with an Expose Shadow Formation.

Mo Hua’s voice was both cold and compassionate.

In this world, good people may die, but evil ones cannot live.

"Those you want to kill... I will kill for you."

At the same time, a karmic mutation aura emanated from it. This karmic mutation aura seemed to contain some bizarre and mutated laws that could twist the Great Dao and corrode Divine Thought.

Mo Hua’s expression changed slightly.

"Why..."

Mo Hua’s pupils contracted.

As the woman looked at Mo Hua, Mo Hua used the corner of his eye to subtly assess her.

Mo Hua’s eyes flickered slightly, spreading his arms, he pretended to be arrogant and said:

The room was full of scorch marks, but the Yin Qi had subsided a lot, without that chilling eerie feeling.

Mo Hua sighed, and a golden sword appeared in his hand, piercing the ghostly thought’s forehead with just one sword.

This is a kind of promise in terms of cause and effect.

Mo Hua looked around and found Hua Qianqian still lying on the ground, so he immediately went forward to help her up, checked her breath, and only then did he sigh in relief.

Mo Hua lightly sighed, then shook Hua Qianqian’s body.

But this ghostly thought, already half a step into becoming a Fierce Ghost, had to die.free wenove(l).com

But Mo Hua knew that in life, she had a very beautiful appearance.

Good begets good, evil begets evil.

After that, the sword light flashed.

Otherwise, with just one sword, this ghostly thought could be eradicated.

Yet the ghostly thought needed a host.

The net of heaven is vast and loose, but nothing escapes.

It was simply unwilling.

"Don’t you want to ’eat’ people? Come on, let me see if you have the ability to eat me."

It knew that this human was enough to make ghosts fear, yet it never imagined that entering the Sea of Consciousness would reveal such a terrifying existence.

Mo Hua found it difficult to associate her with the delicate, demure, and quiet Senior Sister Ye Jin with an oval face.

The ghost woman was stunned.

"Why, even as a ghost, I can’t get my revenge?"

He glanced around, released his divine sense to inspect his own sea of consciousness, and confirmed that there was no abnormality, only then did he exit from the sea of consciousness.

When Mo Hua arrived, fearing exposure, he didn’t release his divine sense to observe around, so he didn’t detect it at the moment.

Mo Hua frowned.

Mo Hua had also seen that portrait.

The cultivator’s presence drew nearer.

The ghostly thought didn’t dodge.

She looked deeply at Mo Hua, gazing into Mo Hua’s eyes, her voice as delicate and graceful as when she was alive, nodded and said:

It was a woman completely disfigured and burned by Karmic Fire, looking hideously terrifying.

He could only solve problems within his own sea of consciousness.

Someone?

"The Heavenly Dao may not be fair, but as your grievance perished by my hand, your enemies will also die by my hand..."

Not good...

A moment later, a woman dressed in Hundred Flower Valley’s Taoist robe and heavily made-up, appeared at the door.

"Hey, Senior Sister, wake up..."

In the Sea of Consciousness, Mo Hua’s Divine Thought avatar opened golden eyes and looked at the eerie, sinister, and fierce ghostly thought in front of him.

Footsteps could be heard faintly.

Then he returned to Hua Qianqian’s side, pretending to be worried as he shook her body, while anxiously murmuring:

The blow he struck wasn’t heavy.

Mo Hua felt a bit of a headache.

"Just because I had a beautiful shell?"

The ghostly thought’s phantom suddenly turned crimson.

Mo Hua extended his palm, and golden formation patterns appeared, condensing into chains that completely locked down this ghostly thought’s phantom. No matter how it struggled and roared, it could not break through.

"I died miserably, turned into a Fierce Ghost, yet I still can’t kill them?"

The ghost woman’s voice was hoarse, seemingly interwoven with multiple strands of resentment, filled with grief and indignation.

"I can’t let her truly undergo karmic mutation and become a Fierce Ghost..."

But just before he could shake Hua Qianqian awake, Mo Hua’s expression suddenly changed.

In the room, apart from Hua Qianqian who had fainted and whose Sea of Consciousness was sealed by Mo Hua, Mo Hua was the only living person left.

She let out an extremely wretched laugh, akin to an owl at night.

As if some kind of longstanding grievance had been resolved.

Mo Hua placed the magnolias at the spot where Ye Jin self-immolated and died.

However, after performing it, his figure didn’t disappear.

Or perhaps, this grievance had entwined with his own cause and effect.

And the moment it entered Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness, the outcome was already sealed.

Its craving for a living person’s Divine Thought finally overcame the fear in its heart.

But in other people’s sea of consciousness, he had no way.

But it couldn’t escape at all.

The reason she remained unconscious might be because she was briefly possessed by the fierce ghost, her divine sense affected and somewhat depleted, causing her to still be in a coma.

It stood there blankly, allowing Mo Hua’s sword light to cut it into fragments of power.

But regarding the matters inside others’ sea of consciousness, Mo Hua was powerless.

"If you stay in the world, you will only indiscriminately kill the innocent, go at peace..."

What’s going on?

Also the vow he made to the fierce ghost from the karmic mutation.

She glanced into the room with a rather cautious expression, happened to see Hua Qianqian lying on the ground, and Mo Hua standing in front of Hua Qianqian, his face full of worry.

A female cultivator, perhaps aware of the disturbance here, was gradually approaching.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then immediately performed the concealment technique.

Mo Hua’s gaze was sharp as a sword.

A moment later, the ghostly thought’s phantom fell silent.

The Golden Lock Formation condensed by Mo Hua’s powerful Divine Thought was also being eroded by this karmic mutation aura, inch by inch.

"Why, living or dead, I’m still the one who should die?"

The next instant, a piercing howl sounded, like the shrill scream of a woman suffering torture before death.fr(e)ew(e)b.(n)o (v)(e)l.com

And the person in the portrait was precisely this heavily made-up woman in front of him.