669: Devouring God_2 669: Devouring God_2 What’s more, this was just a little devil at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment.
It was probably because of his young age and lack of immersion in worldly desires that he possessed such pure Divine Sense.
What else could be expected of him?
The Sheep-Horned Demon Monster’s eyes gleamed with greed, and the corners of its mouth curled into a sinister smile.
“Eat him!”
No matter what schemes or dangers were lurking,
once eaten, all would be resolved.
Humans, after all, are mere bait for the Great Dao, playthings for deities, inherently lowly creatures.
To be eaten by me is an honor for him.
To consume the Divine Sense and use this Sea of Consciousness as a nurturing ground,
this little devil is far better than those “foolishly loyal” idiots.
The Sheep-Horned Demon Monster opened its bloody maw and began devouring the pure Divine Sense filling the Sea of Consciousness.
As soon as the Divine Sense touched its palate, its eyes widened in surprise.
This Divine Sense was too delicious!
So delectable that it seemed hardly human!
The Sheep-Horned Demon Monster was shocked, and then its eyes filled with even greater greed as it began to devour the Divine Sense in big gulps.
The sweet Divine Sense brought it immense pleasure.
Its two blood-red demonic eyes slightly squinted, and the golden evil eye on its forehead shimmered lazily with golden light.
Just as the Sheep-Horned Demon Monster became careless, it failed to notice a hidden figure slowly approaching.
Then, the figure suddenly leaped onto its head.
A fair little hand suddenly appeared and fiercely reached for the golden evil eye on its forehead.
As if it wanted to pluck the golden eye out right then and there.
In a crisis, the Sheep-Horned Demon Monster immediately shut its third eye.
But it was slightly too late.
The fair little hand still clawed across the golden evil eye, tearing several wounds with immense strength and causing a golden fluid, similar to blood, to flow.
Still, the hand was a little too small and slow to pluck the eye out.
The Sheep-Horned Demon Monster had closed its third eye.
At the same time, its demonic claws, carrying the stench of blood, angrily reached for its head.
Mo Hua had no choice but to leap down from its head and retreat a few steps to increase the distance, revealing his form as he landed.
With eyebrows drawn like those of a painting, lips red and teeth white, he resembled a porcelain doll.
His body of Divine Thought, transformed by the Divine Sense, was near identical in size to his original body, only a little younger.
Seeing Mo Hua’s appearance, the Sheep-Horned Demon Monster was astonished.
“An Incarnation of Divine Sense?”
“A little devil?!”
The golden evil eye on its forehead, injured by Mo Hua, throbbed with pain.
Thinking back on the situation and feeling residual fear, the Sheep-Horned Demon Monster was shaking with anger:
Such a despicable little devil!
What did he want to do?!
The “golden blood” still adhered to Mo Hua’s small hand.
He licked his fingers smeared with golden blood, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
This was the taste!
The flavor of golden Divine Marrow!
The Sheep-Horned Demon Monster, scared and enraged after witnessing the scene, even with a hint of fear, screamed hoarsely and angrily:
“How dare you!”
“You… you actually dare to consume ‘Divine Marrow’?!”
“Divine Marrow?” Mo Hua blinked in surprise, couldn’t help but suck on his finger again, nodded his head, and praised with a beaming smile:
“Tastes good!”
The Sheep-Horned Demon Monster’s eyes instantly turned blood-red.
It felt its dignity insulted.
Its divinity desecrated.