241 Fiery Flame Rune (Five More)_1
The burly man sensed something was off and tried to extract himself and flee, but it was already too late.
Three top-grade Earth Fire Formations were activated, unleashing intense fluctuations of spiritual power. Amidst the explosive roar, a scarlet blaze engulfed the burly man.
Only after the blaze had dissipated did the burly man’s extremely disheveled figure become visible.
His clothes were tattered, his body covered in scorch marks; his right side was still relatively intact, but the left side was severely injured with his arm blasted into a bloody blur.
On the brink of life and death, the black-clothed burly man relied on his many years of fighting instincts to avoid the epicenter of the Earth Fire Formation’s explosion.
At the cost of an arm, he had saved his own life.
Otherwise, even if he did not die, he would have been grievously injured.
“Damn brat, I’ll make sure you die a miserable death!”
The black-clothed burly man was furious yet shocked at the same time.
A formation? How could it be a formation?
Cultivators among Loose Cultivators who could deploy formations were few and far between; from where did this formation come?
“Could it have been laid down by his elders to protect him? It couldn’t possibly be his own work…”
With apprehension in his heart, the black-clothed burly man, though furious, dared not rashly pursue Mo Hua again.
This little cultivator was quite peculiar and quite the actor; for the moment, he couldn’t see through the reality of the situation and dared not act recklessly.
Besides, he also feared there might be other formations on the ground.
Mo Hua rather regretted that the formation hadn’t killed the man.
Even Monster Beasts suffered severe injuries when blasted by three top-grade Earth Fire Formations. It seemed that cultivators who had spent years in the Tao Cultivation World were more wary of fellow cultivators’ tricks.
Mo Hua secretly extended his divine sense to observe the burly man’s condition.
The burly man appeared miserable, but he still retained most of his spiritual power.
His aura was profound, and he boasted a robust physique, indicative of a Body Cultivation practitioner at the peak of Qi Refinement Ninth Level. Given his disregard for human life, it was highly probable that he was a Sin Cultivator with abundant experience in fighting and spellcasting.
Although he had been injured by the Earth Fire Formation and one arm was disabled, his other arm was unharmed.
Dealing with him would still prove to be quite troublesome.
Both parties had their reservations and faced off for a while; the burly man dared not pursue, and after some thought, Mo Hua began to flee in a panic, his footsteps disordered, betraying his agitation.
“Thinking of running away?”
The burly man’s gaze turned cold; having suffered such a loss, he was determined not to let Mo Hua go.
He wanted to pursue but was unsure of what other tricks the little cultivator might have, creating a sense of fear that left him indecisive.
It was at this moment that Mo Hua stumbled on a stone and fell to the ground.
The burly man’s face contorted fiercely.
He was convinced the little brat was genuine in his panic!
The black-clothed burly man leaped forward, following the mountain path Mo Hua had taken; with a few large strides, he arrived in front of Mo Hua.
“Little devil, let’s see where you can run to now!”
The burly man reached out with a large hand, attempting to grab Mo Hua.
But the Mo Hua who had fallen to the ground flowed like water along the surface, swiftly disappearing from in front of the burly man and reappearing behind him in the blink of an eye.
The burly man grabbed at empty air, a shock running through his heart.
“A movement technique?!”
This brat had even learned a movement technique?!
The burly man broke out in a cold sweat as he struggled to turn his head, only to see Mo Hua now standing behind him, pinching a jade rune between his fingers.
The burly man’s pupils dilated, “Runes?”
Mo Hua activated the rune with spiritual power, and with a flash of red light from the rune, spiritual power vibrated, and a blaze surged forth, engulfing the black-clothed burly man.
This particular rune was confiscated by Old Zhao from a Qian Family cultivator and given to Mo Hua for self-defense.
Named the Fiery Flame Rune, a top-grade rune, it encapsulated the might of a Qi Refining Ninth Level spell—the Fiery Flame Technique.
Mo Hua first feigned escape, then pretended to slip and fall, deceiving the black-clothed cultivator into carelessness.
Then, in an instant, using the Water Passing Step, he moved to the burly man’s rear, and while the burly man was still unable to react and had no chance to evade, Mo Hua activated the Fiery Flame Rune.
Runes were expensive, so they shouldn’t be wasted; it was essential to seize the opportunity to make the best use of them and maximize their power.
Caught completely off guard, the burly man suffered a sneak attack from Mo Hua at his back and bore the full brunt of a Qi Refining Ninth Level spell. He immediately felt his entire body burn and his meridians ache in searing pain.
Meanwhile, Mo Hua, with a reverse grip, drew the Thousand Jun Stick from his storage bag.
Seizing the opportunity while the burly man was severely injured and staggering, Mo Hua hoisted the Thousand Jun Stick high, channeling his spiritual power and activating the Thousand Jun Formation.
A flash of gray light, and in an instant, the Thousand Jun Stick became as heavy as a thousand pounds, carrying the force of the wind as it smashed down viciously.
“Clang!”