The ordinary Divine Sense of a Cultivator, “transformed” by the Divine Tao Array into a Divine Thought Power capable of restraining deities…
Then, his Divine Sense which has already undergone a certain degree of Quality Change and is close to a deity’s power, what would it become after being “transformed” by the Divine Tao Array?
Could it seal an Evil God more powerful than himself?
Or perhaps it could…
Mo Hua tried to imagine and then startled himself with his own thoughts, his heart skipping a beat.
Mo Hua shook his head repeatedly.
He couldn’t be overly ambitious…
This was all just speculation, and might not be true at all.
“First, figure out a way to get a real Divine Tao Array to study, then consider other matters…”
“A Formation Master must always be down-to-earth and realistic!”
Mo Hua nodded to himself.
Right now, the only clue was the Crossing River Dragon.
If he could capture the Crossing River Dragon, he might be able to obtain a complete Divine Formation Diagram.
Mo Hua’s eyes gleamed with anticipation.
Only… how to enter that well filled with dense blood mist?
Thinking of this, Mo Hua felt a bit troubled.
He was not particularly afraid of Evil Spirits but when facing those Monster Beasts lurking in the shadows, or Demon Cultivator gangs, he felt somewhat helpless.
If seeking help…
Uncle Gu was a Golden Core Cultivator, but he didn’t believe in the existence of Evil Gods.
Moreover, even if he was a Golden Core, if his brain were to be possessed by an Evil God, the risks would likely outweigh the benefits.
That well shrouded in blood mist seemed temporarily inaccessible…
Mo Hua sighed.
“I can only think of another way…”
“Or, when I find time, shall I consult Lord Yellow Mountain again?”
Mo Hua pondered in his mind.
In the days that followed, Mo Hua continued his Cultivation, pondered over Formations, and considered the Evil God’s well in the small fishing village.
A few days later, he suddenly received a message from Gu Changhuai:
“Something happened in the small fishing village…”
Mo Hua was startled, “What happened?”
Gu Changhuai reported, “Two children from the village were abducted by the Crossing River Dragon, and it’s unknown where they were taken.”
Mo Hua’s heart skipped a beat, feeling a bad premonition, but he still confirmed:
“Whose children…”
Gu Changhuai said, “It’s said… it’s Old Yu’s two grandsons…”