Hao Xuan looked and saw that the two men were a bloody mess, beyond recognition.
Their deaths were identical to those of the other two black-clad men from before.
“When alive, they couldn’t sense the Demonic Qi, but as soon as they died, the Demonic Qi would go out of control, contaminating and corroding both their flesh and Spiritual Power…”
Mo Hua looked somewhat grave.
Hao Xuan was also quite startled.
He was a noble family’s son from the Righteous Dao and had only heard about the many bizarre methods of the “Demon Path,” but he had only ever heard of them. It was only now that he actually saw them with his own eyes.
Suddenly, those dangers of Tao Cultivation felt all too real…
To Mo Hua, however, it was nothing out of the ordinary.
He stood up and then set another “enticing” route for Hao Xuan.
After that, Hao Xuan returned to the stream in the mountains and shouted at the group of men in black, “I’m back!”
The black-clothed Cultivators were stunned again.
But they did not give chase this time.
Even a fool would know something was up by now.
Remembering what Mo had taught him, Hao Xuan shouted the insults loudly yet deliberately articulating each and every word:
“You bunch of good-for-nothings…”
“Cowards!”
“When you were born, did you leave your guts inside your mother’s womb?”
“I curse you like this, and you still act like turtles tucking in their heads!”
“Could it be that your fathers were turtles? Are you the spawn of green-crowned tortoises, which is why you can endure so much?”
“If that’s the case, why don’t you introduce your mothers to me? Maybe she can still breed some turtle brothers for you…”
…
These words left the black-clothed Cultivators utterly dumbfounded.
Even Cheng Mo and his group couldn’t believe their ears.
This Hao Xuan… couldn’t have become possessed, could he…?
He normally didn’t curse people, so how had his swearing ability improved leaps and bounds in such a short time?
Cheng Mo and his group were perplexed.
The black-clothed Cultivators came back to their senses but couldn’t take it anymore.
One of them gritted his teeth and said, “Big Brother, I’m going to slaughter that kid!”
“To tear him to pieces!”
The leading black-clothed Cultivator frowned, “There must be deceit…”
Another one nodded, noting,
“Just now, those two brothers went after him and now they are gone. We don’t know if they were lured away or fell into an ambush.”
Yet another one shouted in anger,
“I don’t care! He has humiliated me so, today I must gut him to relieve the hatred in my heart!”
The leading black-clothed Cultivator frowned, “That’s improper.”
The man sneered, “Don’t forget, you don’t have the right to order me. I listened to you before only to give you face, but in terms of status, I am hardly inferior to you!”
The leader was angered, “You!”
But the black-clothed man didn’t pay any attention and simply chose two men:
“Let us go. Even though we cannot reveal our identities, with our background, we absolutely cannot tolerate such humiliation!”
Thus, the three men in black chased after Hao Xuan.
And among the Cultivators in black left at the scene, there were only four remaining.
Four against three, they still had the advantage, but it was a very slight one.
Cheng Mo and his two companions felt a surge of confidence, seeing the hope of escape, even the chance for a counterattack.
Meanwhile, the three men in black were laughing maliciously, chasing after Hao Xuan into the forest.
They fancied that three against one would be an easy task.
Even if there were some ambushes, as long as they were careful, there would be no serious trouble.
But they had no idea who was waiting for them in the dark depths of the forest…
An hour later.
A flash of red light from the Formation, followed by a pervasive blaze.
After the dust settled,
The three brash men in black also lay straight out on the ground, having taken their last breath.
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