His Divine Sense could not come out.
Divine Thought into Sword, in reality, it couldn’t be used either.
Otherwise, with just one sword, this ghostly thought could be eradicated.
Unable to slay it, he could only find a way to lure the ghostly thought into his own Sea of Consciousness.
Mo Hua’s eyes flickered slightly, spreading his arms, he pretended to be arrogant and said:
"Don’t you want to ’eat’ people? Come on, let me see if you have the ability to eat me."
But the ghostly thought was not moved in the slightest.
Although Mo Hua was wearing a Hundred Flower Valley Taoist Robe, looking like a harmless Senior Sister who had just emerged from hibiscus water, the ghostly thought could instinctively feel an aura from Mo Hua that made it palpitate.
Yet the ghostly thought needed a host.
In the room, apart from Hua Qianqian who had fainted and whose Sea of Consciousness was sealed by Mo Hua, Mo Hua was the only living person left.
Its craving for a living person’s Divine Thought finally overcame the fear in its heart.
After much hesitation, the ghostly thought indeed turned into a gust of eerie wind and rushed into Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness.
And the moment it entered Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness, the outcome was already sealed.
In the Sea of Consciousness, Mo Hua’s Divine Thought avatar opened golden eyes and looked at the eerie, sinister, and fierce ghostly thought in front of him.
He had golden blood patterns flowing over him, exuding a powerful majesty.
Every part of the ghostly thought’s essence was trembling.
It knew that this human was enough to make ghosts fear, yet it never imagined that entering the Sea of Consciousness would reveal such a terrifying existence.
The ghostly thought transformed into eerie wind again, turning to flee.
But it couldn’t escape at all.
Mo Hua extended his palm, and golden formation patterns appeared, condensing into chains that completely locked down this ghostly thought’s phantom. No matter how it struggled and roared, it could not break through.
A moment later, the ghostly thought’s phantom fell silent.
Mo Hua frowned.
The next instant, a piercing howl sounded, like the shrill scream of a woman suffering torture before death.
The ghostly thought’s phantom suddenly turned crimson.
Mo Hua’s pupils contracted.
"Is this... a precursor to becoming a Fierce Ghost?"
Is it about to transform into a true Fierce Ghost?
At the same time, a karmic mutation aura emanated from it. This karmic mutation aura seemed to contain some bizarre and mutated laws that could twist the Great Dao and corrode Divine Thought.
The Golden Lock Formation condensed by Mo Hua’s powerful Divine Thought was also being eroded by this karmic mutation aura, inch by inch.
Mo Hua’s expression changed slightly.
Indeed, it was the aura of a Taoist Demon, although still weak, it was very apparent.
"I can’t let her truly undergo karmic mutation and become a Fierce Ghost..."
Mo Hua sighed, and a golden sword appeared in his hand, piercing the ghostly thought’s forehead with just one sword.
The ghostly thought didn’t dodge.
It seemed to know that in the face of the near "deity" Mo Hua, all its efforts were just desperate struggles.
It was simply unwilling.
Before dying, it slightly solidified its form, revealing its original appearance.
It was a woman completely disfigured and burned by Karmic Fire, looking hideously terrifying.
But Mo Hua knew that in life, she had a very beautiful appearance.
"Why?"
The ghost woman’s voice was hoarse, seemingly interwoven with multiple strands of resentment, filled with grief and indignation.
"Why..."
"I died miserably, turned into a Fierce Ghost, yet I still can’t kill them?"
"Why, is it me who suffers, is it me who should die?"
"Just because I had a beautiful shell?"
"Why, even as a ghost, I can’t get my revenge?"
"Why, living or dead, I’m still the one who should die?"
"Heavenly Dao claims to be just? Where is it?"
She let out an extremely wretched laugh, akin to an owl at night.
Mo Hua found it difficult to associate her with the delicate, demure, and quiet Senior Sister Ye Jin with an oval face.