As soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned because Mo Hua had vanished right under his eyes without a sound, not leaving a single trace.
Leader Yang looked at Zhang Lan incredulously, “Is that the Concealment Technique?”
Zhang Lan nodded.
Leader Yang frowned and thought for a moment before shaking his head, “The Concealment Technique has its flaws too, it can be detected by Divine Sense…”
He stopped mid-sentence and froze.
Because when he expanded his Divine Sense, there was no sign of Mo Hua within its field of vision.
Connecting this to his earlier conjecture, Leader Yang’s eyes widened, and his voice trembled slightly, “Foundation Establishment Divine Sense?!”
Zhang Lan tried to appear calm again as he nodded, patting Leader Yang’s shoulder, and said with a frown, “The way you’re panicking, how can you ever be a good leader? Don’t say I know you when we go out, I can’t afford to lose that face…”
“Get lost!” Leader Yang said in a lowered voice, “Where the hell have I seen a Cultivator in the Qi Refinement Realm with Foundation Establishment Divine Sense?”
“Well, you’ve seen one now, haven’t you?”
Leader Yang’s eyes still held a look of shock as he murmured, “How did he do it…”
“Don’t ask about that.”
Zhang Lan suddenly thought of something and sternly cautioned, “You mustn’t speak of this to anyone. Mo Hua has an unfavorable background and might attract jealousy from others.”
Leader Yang gave Zhang Lan a sidelong glance, “Relax, I’m not like you, unreliable in my actions.”
Having said this, Leader Yang looked around and said to the Taoist Soldiers nearby:
“The conversation I just had with Supervisor Zhang is confidential. If you heard anything, keep it to yourselves and don’t leak a word.”
Leader Yang’s expression was stern, and since these Taoist Soldiers were his close confidants, they all had serious looks on their faces as they bowed and said:
“We will follow your orders, Leader!”
Zhang Lan nodded, “Not bad, you really do look quite the part of a leader now…”
Leader Yang gave him a scornful look and ignored him.
Mo Hua, still hidden, quietly entered the Foggy Forest.
There, the Fog Formation became denser and the fog thicker, but these had little effect on Mo Hua.
According to what Mr. Zhuang said, everything has an appearance and an essence.
In this forest of fog, the fog was the appearance, and the Formation was the essence.
Having already mastered the One-Pattern Ten-Lined Reversed Spirit Formation, the ordinary One-Pattern Nine-Lined Fog Formation seemed rather “rudimentary” to him.
Mo Hua took a quick look and immediately discerned the Formation within the foggy forest.
Utilizing the Water Passing Step, Mo Hua climbed into a treetop, took out paper and pen, and marked out the positions of the Fog Formation within the forest.
From the outside to the inside, Mo Hua meticulously traced out the pathways through the mountains.
Following the outskirts of the Foggy Forest, according to the position of the Fog Formation, all the way to the gates of the Black Mountain Stronghold, Mo Hua encountered not a single Evil Cultivator.
Mo Hua couldn’t help but frown.
Among the Evil Cultivators of Black Mountain Stronghold, only the third Householder was a One-Pattern Formation Master, and he personally laid out these formations.
The third Householder had renovated the Fog Formation, could he have discovered something?
But what exactly had he found?
Did he discover the corner of the Black Mountain Stronghold’s walls that had been dug out?
Had he discovered the dismantled formations lying in pieces?
Or had he uncovered Mo Hua’s identity?
Mo Hua couldn’t figure it out for a moment, so he decided not to ponder it any further; in any case, once the Taoist Soldiers broke through Black Mountain Stronghold and annihilated the group of Evil Cultivators, everything would become clear.
He definitely wouldn’t go back to Black Mountain Stronghold. Having mapped out a guide through the Foggy Forest, he had achieved his objective.
Mo Hua got up to leave, preparing to head back.
Before he left, he turned for one last look at Black Mountain Stronghold.
A doubt that had been buried deep in his heart for a long time resurfaced:
How was such a vast Black Mountain Stronghold built to begin with?