Elder Xu had a venomous smile on his lips.
Elder Ma and several others were shocked, then praised, "As expected of Elder Xu, a cut above the rest."
"This is for the best."
...
Two days later, Mo Hua, as usual, was evading Elder Xu and his group’s pursuit, fleeing south.
Suddenly, a mountain breeze blew by, carrying a stench.
Mo Hua turned his head and saw a blood-red haze rising from the village behind.
A black-gray evil qi, full of resentment, shrouded the mountains.
Mo Hua frowned.
Moments later, the cold aura of Yin Corpse Valley approached, and Mo Hua had no choice but to continue fleeing.
After half a day, behind him came the scent of blood and deadly evil qi.
This time, the scale was larger, and the smell was more intense.
Mo Hua’s face changed slightly, then he slowly stood still, no longer fleeing.
Thirty minutes later, four Golden Cores of Yin Corpse Valley caught up, mocking.
Mo Hua coldly looked at them, "What do you mean?"
Elder Xu chuckled, "We invite you, young master, to kindly yield and accompany us back to Yin Corpse Valley."
Mo Hua replied, "What if I refuse?"
Elder Xu laughed, "Then wherever you go, we will kill; everyone you encounter will die."
Mo Hua sneered, "Using others’ lives to threaten me?"
Elder Xu said, "It’s not quite a threat. By rights, these people are innocent, but you happened to pass through here. You don’t kill Bai Ren, but Bai Ren dies because of you; their deaths ultimately fall on you."
Mo Hua’s face grew dark.
Elder Xu said, "Yield quietly, we will stop killing. Otherwise, this land will be drenched in blood because of you."
After speaking, he saw Mo Hua’s uncertain expression and wavering heart and secretly signaled to the other Yin Corpse Valley elders.
The other three Yin Corpse Valley elders, either transforming into corpses, ringing bells, or unleashing sword techniques, began to surround Mo Hua.
The sinister wind rose abruptly; murder intent descended.
Corpse claws ripped at Mo Hua’s back, Blood Corpse Sword pierced his heart, and a towering Copper Corpse blocked the retreat.
On the ground, an Earth Store Corpse quietly reached out, grabbing Mo Hua’s feet.
Mo Hua’s back was torn open, his heart pierced, and the Earth Store Corpse’s claws clamped his legs.
Yet in the next instant, the illusion shattered.
Mo Hua, like a person made of "water mist," broke apart like foam.
All four Golden Core killing strikes failed.
As the water mist dispersed, the group searched around, but there wasn’t a trace of Mo Hua left; their expressions grew hateful:
"Damn, he escaped again..."
"What the hell is this movement technique..."
"Damn it, he should die!"
Elder Xu’s face was also gloomy, repeatedly thwarted by Mo Hua. His patience ran thin, but he eventually gave a cold smile, saying:
"I guessed correctly, this child doesn’t have a bad heart."
"If that’s so, keep pursuing, let’s split into two groups. Elder Ma and I will chase, the other two will kill along the way."
"After killing, cut off their heads, string them together as a ’flag.’ Then refine the bodies into ’remains,’ line them up, and follow behind."
"I want him to see how many died because of him."
"I want to use these lives to force him to deliver himself to death. Even if he doesn’t, he’ll live a lifetime wracked by guilt..."
...
A few miles away, in the mountains.
Mo Hua’s eyes were pitch black, and he could no longer contain it; murderous intent surged from his chest.
"It seems... you seek death..."
"Didn’t want to kill you, but you force my hand..."
"Filthy beasts of Yin Corpse Valley."
Mo Hua’s gaze was grim, "Good... since that’s the case, I’ll use the blood of your Yin Corpse Valley Golden Core Elders to consecrate my Divine Thought into sword."
Until now, his Divine Thought into sword had slain evil spirits and demon monsters, but it hadn’t truly killed humans.
Today, he’ll test his Divine Thought into sword on these ’beast-like’ Golden Core elders of Yin Corpse Valley!