There was no more.
All resentment was melted instantly upon touching Mo Hua’s Divine Thought.
All evil qi dissipated without a trace.
Mo Hua involuntarily blinked.
His eyes, clear as water.
And Shui Yan Luo, casting evil technique, still locking eyes with Mo Hua, the smile on his lips didn’t have time to fully form before freezing there.
His heart sank immediately, and his expression changed dramatically.
Failed?!
Pupil Skill useless?!
How is it possible?!
Shui Yan Luo’s gaze was somewhat incredulous.
A Golden Core Initial Stage cultivator, unexpectedly, can condense evil qi and attack with a gaze, intimidating for several breaths.
But this little brat...
How could a mere Foundation Building Middle Stage cultivator, unprepared, be unaffected after seeing his eyes and being hit by the Evil Transformation Skill?
Not only that, after being hit by the Pupil Skill, the brat’s eyes grew ever brighter, even revealing excitement, as if...
As if a hunter seeing prey?
"What an arrogant little brat!"
Shui Yan Luo showed killing intent, immediately wanting to strike Mo Hua again, but suddenly felt a sense of danger, using his movement technique, he retreated a step back.
Just then, a sword light slashed down at his head.
Shui Yan Luo had retreated, so it wasn’t fully hit.
But the sword light still glanced across his face.
A blood mark appeared on his face, his hair scattered, looking quite disheveled.
The face of Gu Changhuai, stern as water, holding a longsword, appeared in front of him, also blocking Mo Hua.
"Damn it!"
Shui Yan Luo cursed inwardly, thoughts racing.
"Miscalculated, didn’t think this brat would be so odd, with so many tricks, causing all my previous plotting to be wrong..."
He also didn’t anticipate himself, a renowned killer among Foundation Establishment Peak Demon Cultivators, couldn’t even capture a mere Foundation Building Middle Stage brat!