If I delay any longer, what these junior brothers of mine will become is really hard to say.
Mo Hua silently mused:
"The Heavenly Mechanism Causality is indeed a wonderful thing. If I have the chance, I must find some Karma Path’s inheritance to study well..."
"Whether for saving lives or taking them, it should be very helpful..."
But that’s a matter for later.
Right now, after rescuing all his fellow sect members, Mo Hua faced another problem:
What should be done next?
Mo Hua pondered lightly.
From all he had witnessed and heard along the way, he was somewhat clear now.
All before him was meticulously planned by Mr. Tu, or rather by the Evil God.
This includes the previous Asura battle.
Using the Asura battle to have disciples from the Four Sects and Eight Gates of the Twelve Streams kill each other, provoking mutual killing intent and hatred.
Then, activating the Evil Path Great Formation to have these disciples engage in a real massacre within the closed Evil Formation.
Killing intent, hatred, pain, regret, desperation, would all brew within the Large Formation.
In the end, those who manage to survive, having their hands stained with the blood of their peers and fellow sect brothers, their hearts filled with the utmost pain and regret, their Taoist Heart completely shattered, along with unrivaled Spiritual Root talent, would be the best "containers" for Evil Thoughts.
Mo Hua may not be the Evil God, thus unclear about the ins and outs, but given his experience, he could instantly think of over ten ways to use these "demonized" Heavenly Pride as containers, refining the Evil Path, turning them to his advantage.
Whether as minions, as Divine Servants, as sacrifices, as nightmares, as Demon Monsters, or as Demon embryos... they’re top-notch "materials."
This demonized bloodshed is gruesome in color, slaughter is the theme.
All rules are set by the Evil God.
Mo Hua may not be the Evil God, but he knows the Evil God’s nature well.
Even if he managed to evade the Four Sects and Eight Gates’ pursuit with his junior sect brothers, and even if by some miracle they kill everyone else and survive, they cannot possibly be the true "victors."
Playing by the Evil God’s rules, one can never win.
Since things are this way...
"Then I can only set my own rules, play by my own ’regulations’."
Mo Hua rested his chin, his eyes flickered.
The earth-level Asura battle, he must kill. Kill everyone else, only then can Taixu Gate take first place.
But in this "heaven-level" great escape, it’s quite the opposite, he must save.
Killing cannot solve the problem, the more you kill, the heavier the slaughter, the deeper the Evil Qi, the stronger the Large Formation, the more you fall into the Evil God’s trap, ultimately making survival impossible for anyone.
Thus, one must act against the norm, turn saving into action.
Rescue disciples from Four Sects and Eight Gates of the Twelve Streams, even the few from Qian Learning Hundred Gates, everyone who can be saved.
Unite every force that can be united, get everyone aboard the same ship.
Only then can the vast majority survive.
But to save, one can’t save indiscriminately.
The Heavenly Pride from various Great Sects number in the hundreds, saving piece by piece is impossible due to limited resources.
Furthermore, even if rescued, they might not listen, and with too many people, chaos could ensue.
"Then... capture the ’thief’ by first seizing the king. Capture the key Heavenly Pride, then use them to orchestrate the whole situation..."
Mo Hua’s eyes brightened, gradually forming a plan.
"Rest for another 30 minutes, then we’ll head out." Mo Hua instructed again.
Everyone was stunned, Situ Jian asked: "Junior Brother, where are we going?"
"To save people."
"Save people?"
"Yes!" Mo Hua nodded but didn’t elaborate, only commanded: "Later, I’ll draw formation marks, cover your foreheads with them to protect your Sea of Consciousness, remember, never ever remove them."
Everyone nodded solemnly in agreement.
Afterward, Mo Hua used some leftover formation media and Spiritual Ink from the Sword Discussion Conference to draw some basic Divine Tao Formations, letting everyone wear them on their foreheads to protect their Sea of Consciousness from Evil Spirits’ disturbances.
During this time, Ouyang Xuan and others started to wake up gradually.
Their Divine Sense was damaged, faces pale, but since the root cause of their Divine Thought ailment was gone, it didn’t pose further harm.
Mo Hua was entirely relieved.
After 30 minutes, Mo Hua gathered everyone, then set out again.
The Heavenly Pride from other sects weren’t familiar with Mo Hua, but after a series of Sword Discussions, they had formed some Karma, allowing Mo Hua to deduce some of their aura.
Yet what surprised Mo Hua was the strength of this causal aura.