The situation was changing like the wind and clouds, with undercurrents beginning to surge.
...
Solitary Mountain, within the Divine Temple.
Mo Hua woke up drowsily, unable to open his eyes at first, accompanied by slight tinnitus, ambiguously hearing someone muttering, interspersed with the sound of blades slicing flesh.
"Royal offspring of the Great Wilderness..."
"...what's so special...ultimately just a puppet of the Divine Lord, a higher-grade slave..."
"Your only value is your bloodline."
"...the bloodline of the royal family is the foundation of the Karma Dragon of the Great Wilderness."
"Now, this Dragon Pattern has been nurtured, and it will welcome its new master, while you... are unworthy, let your ambition bury you forever at the base of this Solitary Mountain..."
...
This voice, coarse like a beast's, didn't sound human.
Mo Hua forced his eyes open, able to vaguely perceive a blurry figure, and as his vision gradually cleared.
He saw the scene before him.
A pale-skinned and twisted-featured demon was skinning Shen Tuao.
This scene was bloody.
Even more shocking to Mo Hua was the appearance of another human head above this pale demon at some unknown time.
This head was not real flesh but a blood-colored phantom.
The features were refined but carried a hint of madness, the disposition refined yet carrying a streak of brutality.
Although he had never seen this face, the karmic bond made Mo Hua intuitively guess his identity immediately:
Mr. Tu!
This pale demon was indeed the blood and flesh puppet of Mr. Tu!
As Mo Hua opened his eyes, the "Mr. Tu" parasitic in the demon also realized something was amiss.
With the right hand gripping a sacrificial knife, and the left holding the partially skinned human flesh, it sinisterly turned its head to meet Mo Hua's gaze, eyes filled with confusion.
"You... are not dead?"
"Impossible... you entered the nightmare of the Divine Lord, you couldn't have survived, couldn't have escaped..."
"The Divine Lord he..."
"Mr. Tu" sensed something internally, and then his entire expression changed, filled with terror:
"Where is the Divine Lord?!"
"My master... why is he gone?!"
His eyes suddenly became fierce, staring at Mo Hua, shouting hoarsely:
"What did you do?"
"Quick! Tell me!"
"Where is my master's Divine Fetus?"
"Why is it gone?!!"