On such a battlefield filled with blind blades and arrows, to trigger fateful evilness and let the Gui Tao’s Evil Qi backlash upon yourself was no different from seeking death.
Mo Hua had no choice but to temporarily use some Formations and Five Elements Spells to hold back the three Great Wilderness Sect Golden Cores.
But just as he made a move, a lanky Golden Core from the Great Wilderness Sect shot him a sharp look and said toward Mo Hua:
"It’s this brat!"
"The one the Young Master wants!"
"Grab him! Or kill him."
"The Young Master said, alive we must see the man, dead we must see the corpse."
The two Initial Golden Core Cultivators of the Great Wilderness Sect immediately moved to kill Mo Hua, leaving the Golden Core Middle Stage to continue fighting Yang Jishan.
But the two Initial Golden Core Cultivators clearly couldn’t catch Mo Hua.
Mo Hua’s figure was like water; with a light flash he slipped out from between the two Golden Cores’ blockade.
"Fuck, this brat—what kind of freak..."
"Isn’t he Foundation Establishment? Two Golden Cores still can’t grab him?"
"Enough nonsense, move!"
The lanky Great Wilderness Sect Golden Core continued to wield a Poisoned Hook, twisting it toward Mo Hua’s neck to kill him.
The other Golden Core swung a Wolf Fang Club at Mo Hua’s head.
But Mo Hua’s body turned into water mist, and he dodged again.
The two Great Wilderness Sect Golden Cores cursed, then rushed in to entangle him once more.
Seeing Mo Hua in danger, Yang Jishan wanted to help. But with his cultivation too low, he was being suppressed so hard he could barely breathe by the Golden Core Middle Stage Great Wilderness Sect Cultivator wielding a ghost-headed saber. He could only burn with anxiety, his face filled with worry.
Yang Jiyong was only at Foundation Establishment Peak, and was wounded as well, trapped in the encirclement of Great Wilderness Sect Disciples, fighting bitterly.
Entangled by the two Golden Cores, Mo Hua quickly surveyed the situation, his heart sinking slightly.
He knew that if this dragged on, things would turn bad.
The death omen he had foretold was going to come true again...
Mo Hua frowned slightly, then glanced at Yang Jishan. He wove a thread of Divine Thought into his voice and said softly:
"Leader Yang, hurry and go!"
Yang Jishan was startled.
Mo Hua then turned a cold face toward the three Great Wilderness Sect Golden Cores. "That bastard Young Master sent you to catch me?"
"Bastard..." The lanky Golden Core subconsciously repeated the word, then immediately reacted and slapped himself across the mouth. "Ptui... You dare call the Young Master a bastard? Brat, you deserve death!"
Mo Hua sneered. "Did I say anything wrong? If he’s not the Great Wilderness’s bastard, then what is he?"
This line enraged the three Great Wilderness Sect Golden Cores even more.
"You dare insult the Young Master—once I catch you, I’ll carve you up with a thousand cuts!"
"Grind your bones to dust!"
Mo Hua curled his lip in contempt. "With movement techniques like you three wastes, even if you became dogs to snatch shit, you wouldn’t get to it while it’s still warm."
"Brat, you’re looking for death!"
The Golden Core Middle Stage Cultivator in Great Wilderness Sect Battle Armor wielding the ghost-headed saber was instantly furious beyond words. He abandoned Yang Jishan and raised his blade to kill Mo Hua.
As ripples of water spread, Mo Hua flickered aside, dodging the slash. Then he gave him a mocking smile and directly activated his movement technique to flee.
This was naked provocation.
The other two Great Wilderness Sect Golden Cores, one hooking with the Poisoned Hook, one hammering with the Wolf Fang Club, struck only water mist, failing to stop Mo Hua.
"Fuck! Big Bro!" The lanky Golden Core looked to the Golden Core Middle Stage Great Wilderness Sect Cultivator.
The Golden Core Middle Stage Great Wilderness Sect Cultivator spat a curse. "Chase! We must get the Young Master’s man. If the Young Master isn’t pleased, we’ll have no way to explain to the Mistress."
"Right!"
"Strip this brat’s skin and pull out his tendons!"
The three Great Wilderness Sect Golden Cores immediately abandoned the Yang Family Taoist Soldiers and charged after Mo Hua.
Yang Jishan wanted to give chase, but after prolonged battle, exhausted and badly wounded, he had no strength left to save Mo Hua.
He could only watch with his eyes wide open as Mo Hua, alone, drew away the three Great Wilderness Sect Golden Core Cultivators with powerful cultivation, for the sake of the Yang Family Taoist Soldiers of their entire camp.
Blood at the corner of his mouth, Yang Jishan’s heart was filled with both shame and regret.