Yet across the sea of corpses, the Corpse King's regal and ferocious gaze was fixed on Mo Hua.
It hadn't turned into a Taoist Demon yet.
Because it hadn't truly "devoured its master".
Lu Chengyun was the master, but he was never truly the master.
Its true master was this junior cultivator!
A master of a master is not a true master.
A king of a king is not a true king.
By devouring this junior cultivator, it would truly devour its master, break free from its chains, escape the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, and become the unparalleled "Corpse King", the Taoist Demon that would devour heaven and earth!
It would turn this realm into a Blood Flesh Purgatory!
In the Corpse King's eyes, a sudden surge of blood transformed into a crimson beam, shooting directly at Mo Hua.
Everyone was shocked, and Yang Jishan's expression drastically changed, "Not good!"
However, Mo Hua remained calm, her gaze sharp like a sword, as she pointed forward with her small hand.
The Corpse King's lunging form came to an abrupt halt!
Its chest suddenly burst forth with innumerable Spiritual Threads, fine like silk, weaving outward, suppressing the Corpse Qi and tugging at the Corpse King's body.
In the eyes of the Corpse King, there was no longer any dignity, only brutality and unwillingness.
It struggled mightily, its Blood Qi even stronger.
The Corpse Qi grew wilder, the grayish-white filled with streaks of blood, billowing in layers.
At the same time, a twisted, aberrant Taoist Meaning spread.
Feeling this aura, all cultivators felt their hearts tremble, as if a cold Divine Sense was watching them, erasing their intent, making them submit.
This distorted Taoist Meaning also enveloped Mo Hua.
Mo Hua's heart stirred slightly.
This aura was very familiar.
The Big Demon of Tongxian City also had a similar aura.
Only at that time, she had no understanding of Taoist Meaning and couldn't discern the details of this aura.
But now she understood.
This was the aura of a Taoist Demon, the twisted, aberrant Taoist Meaning.
Because it contained the aberrant Taoist Meaning, that is why these calamities were called Taoist Demons.
Mo Hua understood in her heart and then began to utilize the Thick Earth Formation, connecting with the Earth Dao Meaning.
Those who do not rest in soil are the undead.
The aura of the undead originated from the earth, yet was full of bloodiness, hatred, and resentment.
Mo Hua intended to use the Earth Dao Meaning to suppress the aura of the Corpse King.
The Earth character is Kun, known for its great virtue and capacity to carry all things.
Perhaps even the meaning of the earth did not wish to see the birth of a Taoist Demon.
The Earth Dao Meaning Mo Hua communicated with this time was intensely strong. Although it still couldn't compare to when she meditated on the Taoist Stele, it was sufficient to suppress the half-step Taoist Demon Corpse King.
The aura of the Taoist Demon was neutralized.
Mo Hua concentrated with all her being.
Her Divine Sense at the peak of Thirteen Stripes operated to its limit.
Above the Spiritual Pivot Formation, a myriad of Spiritual Threads bloomed, like night-blooming cereuses in full splendor, dense and intricate, completely strangling and suppressing the Corpse Qi, permeating, refining, stitching, and little by little taking control…
The Corpse King resisted fiercely, its gaze cruel, its flesh pulled apart by the Spiritual Threads and yet regenerating...
The standoff continued for who knows how long.
Mo Hua's eyes suddenly changed, her pupils burned with bright light, and her voice, crisp yet filled with authority, commanded:
"Fiendish beast!"
"Kneel!!"
The Corpse King, full of reluctance, roared with all its might.
But its body, nonetheless, was being pulled by the myriad of Spiritual Threads, shakily kneeling down.
With each inch it knelt, the ground cracked further!
The entire burial mountain trembled!
Tens of thousands of zombies, with red eyes reflecting their unwillingness, roared together.
The whole of South Yue City, over every hill and mountain, was filled with the roar of the undead, as if plunged into hell, where a hundred ghosts wail in sorrow.
The mass of undead surged, the Corpse Qi tumultuous.
Mo Hua's gaze remained steadfast, her small figure unyielding.
She continued to control the Corpse King bit by bit with the power of Divine Sense, activating the Spiritual Pivot Formation.
The Corpse King was entangled by countless Spiritual Threads, suppressed by the mighty Earth Dao Meaning.
In the midst of struggle and defiance, the Corpse King's knee finally hit the ground!
The fierce and terrifying clamor between heaven and earth stopped abruptly.
The horde of corpses grew silent.
The trembling crowd looked up.
They saw, atop the burial hill, beneath the sky-covering blood-colored Corpse Qi,
The imposing Corpse King, half-kneeling in front of the tiny Mo Hua.
And with the Corpse King's kneeling,
The violent aura of the horde of corpses also began to recede.
Dozens of Iron Corpses, their bloody gaze fading, revealed a look of awe, slowly kneeling before Mo Hua.
And after that, all the Walking Corpses in South Yue City, across hills and valleys, swept away by the wind, also knelt before Mo Hua one after another.
With the Corpse King's kneeling, the Iron Corpses submitted, and a myriad of zombies bowed in worship!
All cultivators were speechless with horror.
The gaunt old man who was versed in the Heavenly Secret Calculation was even more shaken to the core.
He witnessed a scene he never imagined in his life, nor dare to imagine:
A Taoist Demon calamity was kneeling... before a child…