Everyone, except for Mo Hua, was a Golden Core cultivator.
These zombies were all only Second Grade. They could bite Golden Core cultivators but generally couldn’t kill them.
As a result, after walking for about an hour, the group that had been scattered by the zombies regrouped.
Mr. Hui and three tomb robbers.
There were also four other black-robed cultivators.
Mo Hua observed carefully and noticed that, besides Mr. Hui, only that rat who harbored malintent towards him was bitten by the zombies.
In other words, these two were "material."
The others, the one called "Rock," was a pure body cultivator, with skin like earth and stone, the teeth of ordinary zombies couldn’t harm him at all.
As for those four black-robed cultivators, they were extraordinarily powerful, and their black robes seemed to be some treasure, capable of concealing their aura and serving as protection.
Just now, when everyone was scattered by the corpse tide and chased by zombies, they weren’t injured, not even tearing their black robes.
Mo Hua felt a bit regretful.
He also wanted to see what these black-robed cultivators looked like.
After regrouping, everyone discussed briefly and planned to turn back to leave the forked path.
It could currently be asserted that this forked path was a dead end.
And this forked path was narrow and intricate, making directions hard to discern.
Therefore, the way back would still be led by Mo Hua.
And because in this group of people, only he was at Foundation Establishment, the zombies posed the greatest threat to him, so everyone was afraid he might be bitten by the zombies and poisoned to death.
The body cultivator named Rock, taking the lead, stood in front of Mo Hua like a "shield."
Mr. Hui and the black-robed gentleman stood on his left and right.
The rest followed behind, taking the rear.
The group maintained this formation, inching towards the exit of the forked path.
They encountered some scattered zombies along the way, but they didn’t pose much of a disturbance.
Mo Hua guided them while following the group forward.
His position was quite safe, but occasionally he felt a chilling sensation at his back, as if a pair of sinister eyes were watching him.
Mo Hua knew without thinking; it was that rat.
This one called the rat had remarkably accurate instincts.
For some reason, he was convinced that Mo Hua had taken Mr. Pi’s tomb-raiding token, so he was trying every means possible to seize it back from him.
"Earth Sect, Secret Department, tomb-raiding token..."
Although Mo Hua didn’t know what the Earth Sect’s Secret Department was, since Mr. Pi regarded the tomb-raiding token as a treasure, and the rat with ancestral tomb-robbing heritage was greedy for it, it signified that the token indeed hid a significant secret.
And this secret was related to the Earth Sect.
The Earth Sect enshrined one part of the "Emperor Heaven and Earth Diagram," the "Earth Diagram."
Mo Hua naturally couldn’t hand over the tomb-raiding token.
So far, no one dared to snatch anything from him.
Let alone that previously, the rat had turned over his storage bag, taking the spirit stones and spiritual objects within.
All these grievances were remembered by him.
"Can’t be left alive..."
Mo Hua silently resolved in his heart.
He certainly didn’t want a Golden Core with ill intentions eyeing him covetously on this tomb-robbing journey.
But the rat was a Golden Core, and he couldn’t kill him now.
Moreover, he couldn’t commit murder with so many people present, especially in front of his accomplices.
"Use him to test how to trigger evil spirits, how to stir evil thoughts, and to research the manifestation of evil thoughts’ corruption on high-rank cultivators..."
Mo Hua pondered silently.
But outwardly, he remained composed, focusing solely on guiding the way.
Under his guidance, the group broke through several traps, killed a dozen zombies, and bypassed countless corners, finally emerging from the forked path.
Once out of the forked path, the group returned to the original point.
Naturally, they faced the same problem:
Which of the five forked roads should they take?
Mr. Hui said, "The one on the far right is a dead end, and we’ve walked through the middle one too. Among the remaining three roads, let’s choose a new one to try."
Mr. Hui pondered for a moment, saying, "Let’s go with the one on the far left."
Mo Hua said nothing, and the others had no objections, so they all moved towards the left path.