His Divine Sense did sting somewhat, and there was backlash, but it wasn’t that severe.
This meant that within the Sea of Consciousness, Divine Thought into sword was still usable.
It’s just that for now he couldn’t perform Divine Thought Out of the Body and use the Godslaying Sword in the real world.
Because the Sea of Consciousness and the real world are two different concepts; for the Godslaying Sword to exit between the brows, shatter the wall between reality and illusion, and expose the Divine Soul in the real world, not only would his Divine Sense be heavily overdrawn, the risk would also be much higher, and the backlash of Evil Qi would be much fiercer.
Of course, none of that mattered right now.
Even things like the altar and the secret behind it could be slowly investigated later.
The immediate priority was to have a good "full meal" first.
Mo Hua had been hungry for a long time, and he had no intention of holding back any longer.
Time to eat!
A fiery red Formation began to spread through the Wolf Hall.
Golden sword-light wove together in midair.
The Five Elements Spells flowed ceaselessly.
The Canglang Sect "ancestors" all showed terror on their faces.
As Demon Wraiths, they only knew one or two tricks of "transforming forms," only knew how to use Divine Thought in close-quarters brawls; when had they ever seen so many high-level, powerful Divine Thought Skills where Formation, Swordsmanship, and Spells were all interwoven?
They simply couldn’t understand.
With Divine Thought also at the "Golden Core" realm, why were they like rotten wood before Mo Hua, being slaughtered in a sweeping storm of destruction?
No matter how they struggled, they couldn’t muster even a trace of resistance, only a cold, despairing hopelessness.
They couldn’t comprehend just what kind of existence in this world could possess such overwhelming, unsolvable Divine Thought.
But no one told them.
Mo Hua didn’t waste a single word; with Thunder methods, he directly delivered a "catastrophe from above."
He slaughtered all these Canglang Sect ancestors who had turned into "Demon Wraiths" completely clean.
After he was done, Mo Hua used the Earth Fire Formation to burn these "Demon Wraiths’" Divine Thoughts, first burning off a round of "Evil Qi," then opened his little mouth and sucked them all into his belly.
But he didn’t refine them yet; he planned to save them for later, to savor slowly when he got back.
He was no longer in the Qianxue State boundary; times were hard and he couldn’t be too wasteful. It was rare to get a good meal, so he had to budget carefully and chew slowly.
Mo Hua swept his gaze around; seeing there was nothing left out, he finally withdrew from the Wolf Hall.
In the Canglang Mausoleum, Mo Hua opened his eyes, glanced at the altar again, committed its structure to memory, then clutched the wolfskin token and got up to leave.
Leaving the wolf mausoleum, entering the inner hall, he bypassed the memorial tablets and arrived at the ancestral hall.
Elder Zhao was still waiting in the ancestral hall.
Mo Hua handed him the wolfskin token. "Alright, you’re now the Canglang Sect’s Sect Leader. The Sect Leader’s token already has a blood seal on it."
Elder Zhao’s face lit up with joy; just as he took the token, however, his smile froze.
There was indeed a blood seal on the token, but... the look of that blood seal seemed a bit too "casual"...
Elder Zhao snuck a glance at Mo Hua and whispered, "Young Master Mo, this blood seal... it can’t be..."
Mo Hua nodded. "That’s right, I drew it on myself."
Elder Zhao: "..."
The atmosphere fell silent for a moment. Elder Zhao then quietly asked:
"Then what about the meaning of our Canglang Sect’s ancestors..."
Mo Hua let out a light sigh. "I sincerely tried to talk to them, but your Canglang Sect’s ancestors didn’t approve of you. They felt your temperament wasn’t suited to being Sect Leader."
Elder Zhao’s face dimmed. "Then..."
Mo Hua said, "So I killed them all, then drew a blood seal for you so you can be Sect Leader."
Elder Zhao only felt a buzz in his head; his legs went weak and he couldn’t stand, collapsing to the ground.