Where he was, blocked by Lu Chengyun, he couldn't see the whole of the Contemplation Map, only a part of it.
But Mo Hua was very familiar with the map.
Even with just this part, he could roughly infer the scene depicted in the Contemplation Map.
Lofty halls, dignified and solemn.
The Ancestral Master's teachings resonating, with an aura of immortality pervading.
The disciples following his teachings, passing them on, mouth to mouth.
Meanwhile, Lu Chengyun was focused, as if he had comprehended the profoundness from these teachings and felt the Great Dao, subtly and intuitively enhancing his Divine Sense.
But Mo Hua knew better.
This was not any "resonating teachings", but rather some hollow nonsense.
Casual words like "Dao," "fate," "truth"...
Seemingly mystical, but actually empty and meaningless, absolutely nothing at all.
Lu Chengyun was merely indulging in self-intoxication.
However, Mo Hua couldn't care less about him. The more Lu Chengyun was immersed in it, the better. Hopefully he would be brainwashed by the zombie ancestors of the Zhang Family and never come out—that would be for the best.
Mo Hua busied himself with his own matters.
His gaze swept quickly over the Contemplation Map, deciding whom to choose, and finally set his eyes on an Elder of the Zhang Family.
This Elder, sitting in a corner, while the rest were reverently echoing the teachings of the Ancestral Master, was somewhat distracted, mumbling something inattentively, just going through the motions.
Even without it, no one would notice.
"It's you!"
Mo Hua stared intently at it.
The Elder, mumbling a scripture, suddenly paused, as if sensing something, and turned its head slowly. In its murky eyes, it saw Mo Hua.
As Mo Hua had predicted, changes began to unfold.
Under Mo Hua's gaze, the Elder started to reveal its true form.
Mo Hua's eyes, clear and bright like daylight, scorched the Elder's visage, causing its skin to peel off gradually, revealing the true face of a zombie.
The zombie Elder was both angry and pleased.
Angry that an impudent brat dared to pry into its true appearance.
Pleased that this brat's Divine Sense was profound, surely a delicious treat!
A Qi Refinement child with a youthful face, was it not at its mercy to slaughter?
With drooling anticipation and an insatiable hunger, the zombie Elder leapt up, jumping out from the picture and into Mo Hua's Sea of Consciousness.
It rejoiced, thinking a banquet of Divine Sense awaited.
But little did it know that it was leaping into an abyss from which there was no return...