577: A Night of Shock_3
Second-Grade Formation!
And not just any ordinary Second-Grade Formation, but at least a Second Grade Initial Stage Twelve, perhaps even Thirteen Stripes, Killing Formation!
Yellow Skin trembled in his heart, widened his eyes, and immediately threw away the dignity of a Mountain God, shouting out,
“Young friend! Young friend!”
“Let’s talk it over!”
Mo Hua ignored him and continued with the formation…
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Yellow Skin grit his teeth and yelled, “Young master, my little ancestor!”
“I’m begging you, stop drawing, if you draw any more, it’s going to cost me my life!”
It had not been easy for it to condense this damaged body, and if it were to be blown up again, it really might be scattered to the winds, never to recover…
Mo Hua stopped.
It wasn’t that he really wanted to stop, but that he couldn’t continue drawing.
His Divine Sense was strong, but using such a difficult method of Divine Sense to lay out formations, drawing a Second Grade Thirteen Stripes Earth Fire Formation, was already somewhat strenuous.
Setting up the Golden Lock Formation before had consumed a lot of Divine Sense.
Now this Second-Grade Earth Fire Formation probably couldn’t be completed, and even if he managed to finish it, his Divine Sense would be close to exhaustion.
Moreover, since Yellow Skin was being so reasonable, even calling him “my little ancestor,” Mo Hua decided to be magnanimous and let it off for now.
Mo Hua walked up to Yellow Skin and asked,
“You wanted to harm me?”
Yellow Skin replied helplessly, “I just wanted to scare you…”
Mo Hua, puzzled, “For no reason, why would you scare me?”
Yellow Skin gave a bitter smile, “Your Divine Sense is somewhat peculiar, as soon as you entered, you started staring at the Mountain God effigy, as if you saw something…”
“I was afraid that you would find out my secrets and bring disaster upon me, so I wanted to scare you into leaving early. I had no other ill intentions…”
“Oh…” Mo Hua nodded with half-belief and then asked, “Who are you?”
Yellow Skin said, “I am the Mountain God of this place…”
Mo Hua raised his eyebrow, “Nonsense, the Mountain God here was slain!”
Yellow Skin hastily said, “I dare not deceive you, young friend. I truly am the Mountain God, named Lord Yellow Mountain. I am covered with yellow demon skin, my surname is Yellow, and I am a Mountain God, thus called ‘Mountain Lord’…”
“Originally, when I was cultivating the Tao, something went wrong, and evil thoughts arose, which is why I was cut down by a cultivator of the Righteous Dao…”
“But because my roots were profound, I still had a glimmer of life left.”
“These years, I presided over this broken temple, dispelling miasma and repelling demons, providing a place for traveling cultivators to rest, thus creating a bit of good karma.”
“Plus, with the Mountain God effigy being worshipped, I received a bit of incense offerings.”
“That’s how I managed to condense this damaged body, but my strength is much less than before, just barely clinging to life…”
Lord Yellow Mountain sighed.
Seeing his expression did not seem fake, Mo Hua reluctantly believed him a little but still crisply threatened,
“You’d better not be deceiving me, otherwise, I will eat you!”
Lord Yellow Mountain was startled and couldn’t help but laugh.
Thought to himself that after all, it’s just a child, not knowing how to threaten someone.
He himself was a Divine Consciousness Entity, how could he…
Suddenly, Lord Yellow Mountain’s heart chilled. As soon as the word “eat” came to mind, he felt a pull on karma and couldn’t help but feel terror.
“This…”
Could this young cultivator really consume him?
No… Perhaps he had already consumed quite a few…
Lord Yellow Mountain opened his mouth, eyes filled with horror.
“What on earth is this young cultivator, and why is he more frightening than I am?”
Lord Yellow Mountain wished he could slap himself.
How could he be so unlucky to have provoked this little calamity?! When this little ancestor entered the door, why didn’t he just hide inside the clay effigy and play dead?
Why did he have to be cheap and take a glance at him?
With that one glance, he almost lost his old life…
Lord Yellow Mountain felt bitter in his heart.
But Mo Hua, examining Lord Yellow Mountain, suddenly asked,