"He’s just a mere Foundation Establishment, how many Evil Spirits can he slay?"
"The Demon Monsters are endless, one day sooner or later, he too will be completely devoured by the Evil... drained of blood, flesh eaten up, even his bones will be gnawed away..."
"And all of this, is because of you."
"He wants to save you, but he doesn’t know..."
That terrible voice seemed to echo right by Yu Er’s ear, permeating into his mind, "... you are the biggest Demon Monster."
In the dream, Yu Er looked terrified, "I’m not..."
"You are!"
That sinister voice seemed to seep into his heart, "You shouldn’t be living in the first place, as long as you live, your mother, your Uncle Gu, your Brother Mo, will all have to die..."
"The more you tell them, the faster they die."
"They will die by your hands..."
Yu Er curled up his body, tears soaking the blanket, murmuring softly:
"I don’t want mother to die, I don’t want Brother Mo to die, I..."
...
Inside the Disciple’s Residence.
Mo Hua thought about Yu Er’s matter, his gaze heavy, muttering to himself:
"That’s strange..."
"No trace of Evil Spirit, no bad Karma, no Evil God parasite... why is Yu Er having nightmares? Even able to hear mumblings?"
"Could it be... the Evil God is about to wake up?"
"Also, what do the things Yu Er said actually mean?"
"What does it mean when the rabbit cried? What is a mountain, a water, and a person?"
"The blood will flow into the river, bones will be piled into high buildings, human flesh will build cities..."
"Could these be some kind of prophecy?"
Mo Hua felt an inexplicable sense of urgency in his heart.
He only vaguely knew the outline of the Evil God’s plan, but as for what this scheme really was, he knew very little...
Now it seems, the entire plan for the Evil God’s revival might be more bloody, more cruel, and on a larger scale than he initially thought.
As to the point where... everyone will die?
After that, Mo Hua tried to find more clues, but there was simply no way to start.
The blood oath list had been erased by him, and the Foundation Establishment Sin Cultivators under the Evil God were all eliminated from the Divine Soul level.
Now, the only one remaining is the "Young Lord."
But the Young Lord hides in the shadows, leaving no trace.
He couldn’t investigate the Golden Core Demon Cultivators there.
Elsewhere, there were no effective leads either...
Calculated back and forth, Mo Hua still couldn’t do anything, he could only calm down, focus on Cultivation, and continue practicing the sword...
After more than a month, Gu Changhuai’s injuries have also healed a lot.
He is a Golden Core with a strong foundation, the Gu family is considered a great family, not lacking Pills or spiritual materials, and after taking meticulous care for over a month, his injuries have mostly recovered.
It’s just that his Divine Sense is still depleted, occasionally feeling dizzy and in pain, and residual pain remains in his meridians, preventing him from exerting full strength.
Normally, with his condition, he should be resting at home.
But Gu Changhuai is stubborn and a "workaholic," as soon as he could move, he went straight to take up his position at the Taoist Court.
Mo Hua was somewhat worried.
Last time, Uncle Gu was just lucky.
But next time?
If there’s another next time, he might really lose his life...
A Taoist Court Department of Ceremonies who is in plain sight and injured, how could he possibly guard against a dozen Golden Core Demon Cultivators in the shadows...
But worry was of no use.
The time continued to pass little by little.
Mo Hua’s realm was still stuck, and Divine Thought into sword was still being practiced.
The Evil God’s plan should still be advancing in secret.
The Taoist Court was still eradicating the Demon Sect, Uncle Gu was still shrouded in deadly storms, and Yu Er wasn’t as happy as before...
Mo Hua only felt that the situation was slowly getting out of his control, and he was somewhat helpless.
Until one day, Cheng Mo sent him a token.