This altar can only be used once.
After it’s used, it must be destroyed. It can’t be reused, otherwise, it gives the Evil God a way to pinpoint our location and reveal our identities.
Mo Hua looked around to ensure nothing valuable was left behind and that he left no traces, then retraced his steps to return.
Gu An, Gu Quan, and the others were still waiting at the cave entrance.
Seeing Mo Hua come out, Gu Quan let out a slight breath of relief and asked:
“Young Master Mo, how is the situation inside?”
Mo Hua’s expression was grave, “Inside it’s too dangerous; I didn’t dare venture too deep, nor did I find anything substantial. Just detonate it.”
Everyone: “…”
Gu An whispered, “Is this…okay?”
Mo Hua nodded, “Knowing there’s a tiger in the mountain, there’s no need to walk towards it. Just blow up the mountain, it amounts to the same.”
Everyone considered it for a moment and then slowly nodded in agreement.
Since there were Formations inside, naturally, what Young Master Mo said was what counted.
Themselves, this group of people, couldn’t possibly understand Formation better than Young Master Mo…
“Everyone, get back.” Mo Hua said.
The crowd left the cave entrance, and from a safe distance, Mo Hua activated the Formation with his Divine Sense.
Several Di Sha Formations exploded with a thunderous rumbling, fierce Spiritual Power fluctuations wreaked havoc, shattering the altar into pieces.
A dozen or so breaths later, the explosions subsided.
The entrance of the cave collapsed, the falling earth and rocks completely burying the altar.
Mo Hua was then reassured.
This meant the task was successfully completed, and it was time to return.
He needed to return to the Sect soon, to wait for the “delivery” due in seven days.
Mo Hua was relieved and in high spirits.
“We can go back now.”
“Yes.”
Gu An and the others nodded in agreement, their expressions somewhat relaxed.
This journey had gone through numerous twists and turns, and though there were many things that were chilling and difficult to understand,
fortunately, it was a close shave. They had rescued who needed to be rescued, captured who needed to be captured, and the mission was accomplished smoothly.
A weight had been lifted from the hearts of the Gu Family’s Cultivators.
The River God Temple still felt somewhat eerie.
Not wanting to stay long, they prepared to leave. But just before they did, they discovered someone still lying on the ground; it was Master She, who had guided the way.
Master She’s face was ashen, lying on the ground, already devoid of life.
Gu Quan glanced at Mo Hua and asked:
“Are we going to leave him here?”
Mo Hua’s gaze flickered, then shook his head and walked over to Master She. He spoke low, as if he were a demon:
“Keep playing dead, and I’ll really kill you!”
Master She suddenly opened his eyes, jolted to life, and sprang up instantly.
“Don’t kill me!”
Gu Quan, displeased, approached and kicked Master She in the bend of his leg.
Master She, following the momentum, knelt on the ground.
Gu Quan twisted Master She’s shoulder with one hand, pinning him down, and with his right hand, he drew his knife and placed it against his neck.
Master She looked furious, but with the knife against his throat, he couldn’t muster any defiance and hurriedly said, “Spare me! Spare my life!”
Gu Quan looked at Mo Hua with an inquiring glance.
Mo Hua sighed regretfully, “Kill him.”
This old trickster knows too much; keeping him around is a risk.
And since he’s both an Evil Pill Master and Evil Formation Master, whether it’s Refining Evil Pills or creating Evil Formations, his hands must have been stained with plenty of blood, so he is not worth keeping alive.
Gu Quan was about to strike Master She’s neck.
Master She’s voice changed, “You can’t kill me!”
Mo Hua was curious, “Why not?”
Master She looked conflicted.
Gu Quan then drew the knife across Master She’s neck, cutting the skin, leaving a slash that began to bleed.