The opponent has five people; it'll be somewhat tricky to fight, so we need to find the right opportunity to strike first . . .
Find a way to take down a few of them first!
Mo Hua thought to himself.
Meanwhile, Zhang Quan and the Elders of the Zhang Family had already begun to draw upon the Divine Sense within Mo Hua's Sea of Consciousness.
Elder Song had only taken one breath when his eyes widened, and he exclaimed,
"This is the purest, most abundant, and profound Divine Sense I have tasted in hundreds of years . . ."
Zhang Quan was also extremely shocked,
"This Divine Sense, I'm afraid it's reached Foundation Establishment . . ."
Elder Song slowly nodded, "That's right."
Zhang Quan's heart trembled.
Qi Refinement Realm with Foundation Establishment Divine Sense!
No wonder...
No wonder this kid is so troublesome, no wonder he learned formations so well, and no wonder I couldn't see through his Concealment Technique . . .
Divine Sense breaking through realms, surpassing levels, what kind of strange creature is this . . .
Elder Song frowned and asked,
"With such strong Divine Sense . . . what exactly is this kid's identity?"
Zhang Quan shook his head, "I only know that this kid is a Formation Master, and his mentorship seems not bad, but as for his exact identity, the disciple does not know . . ."
Elder Song pondered for a moment and then shook his head,
"No matter, what his identity is, it doesn't matter. No matter how good his talent or how strong his Divine Sense, he is but meat on the chopping block for our Zhang Family."
"The stronger the Divine Sense, the more succulent it is, for us, it's a blessing from heaven!"
Zhang Quan also agreed, "The Elder speaks the truth."
After saying this, he was a bit puzzled and asked,
"Elder Song, in the Ancestral Master Picture, some of our ancestors seem to have disappeared; where did they go?"
Elder Song was slightly startled, his brow furrowing even more, "This . . . I don't know either . . ."
Zhang Quan was somewhat surprised.
Elder Song said gravely,
"The ancestor calculated but could not determine any traces; they might be trapped by something, unable to break free temporarily, or they could have been slain, their form and spirit both extinguished . . ."
Zhang Quan felt a chill in his heart, "Slain?"
He found it hard to believe.
Among those missing ancestors were several Elders of the Iron Corpse Realm . . .
What thing is capable of slaying an Iron Corpse Elder without leaving a trace?
As Zhang Quan was in shock, he suddenly gave a start.
He realized something was amiss . . .
Without knowing when, many complex and mysterious Patterns had suddenly appeared around them; these Patterns subtly conformed to the Great Dao, intricate and beautiful, with a terrifying aura flowing within them.
Zhang Quan quickly came to his senses and was immediately alarmed,
"Not good!"
Both Elders also noticed and their expressions changed drastically as they tried to leave.
But it was already too late!
The first Golden Lock Formation was completed.
Golden Spiritual Power manifested Spiritual Locks, trapping all of them.
Then, in just a few moments, three Fire Formations materialized on their own around them, like three bright red lotuses ready to burst into bloom, surrounding the group.
The Golden Lock Three Lotus Earthfire Formation was established.
In the corner, Mo Hua silently chanted in his mind,
"Explode!"
The Golden Lock Three Lotus Earthfire Compound Formation suddenly exploded!
Three lotuses bloomed, burst brightly and blinked out; as thin as threads, they surged and intertwined, enveloping Zhang Quan and the others.
A moment later, the firelight dissipated.
Within the Formation, the figures of Zhang Quan and the others were revealed.
Their bodies grew taller, their clothes ragged, their skin an ashen blue, their pupils turned white, and their mouths sported hideous sharp teeth; they had completely transformed into "corpses."
At the moment of the Compound Formation's explosion, they were bound by the Golden Lock Formation, with no means of escape; they could only forcibly undergo Corpse Transformation, relying on an iron-like body to withstand the damage.