Chapter 791: Nineteen

They wanted to use this "Fierce God" to ruin the Divine Lord's grand plan.

"Truly an excellent tactic!"

"The Grand Void Gate hides its depth—yet who would have thought it possessed such profound Divine Dao foundations…"

Mr. Tu sneered inwardly.

Just as he pondered, the next instant, a sharp golden sword qi slashed directly onto the ram-horned gate.

The divine lock array on the gate, though containing the "Consumption" sealing law that absorbed part of the divine thought force, still could not bear it.

Several divine lock arrays immediately collapsed.

Mr. Tu's expression turned grim.

The Young Master beside him also looked solemn.

They were trapped inside the hall, and now a Fierce God was breaking through the door.

They did not know the true face of this "Fierce God."

And if they met this Fierce God, they would likely be dead in an instant.

Afterward came the second sword strike…

"Mr. Tu…" the Young Master's expression turned icy.

He had entered with his divine thought.

His life-extending talisman was implanted in his physical body.

If he truly died here, all his talent, ambitions, and grand plans would be nothing but empty talk.

The Young Master frowned: "Once the seal is broken, demonic pests will pour out—the Demon Refining Map will descend into chaos, and the Divine Dao foundations here will be utterly destroyed."

These demonic pests were individually refined from demonic consciousness through the "Demon Refining Pot," then sealed by Divine Dao bindings.

The demonic pests were cruel, greedy, and bloodthirsty.

Normally, only a small batch was ever released.

If all were released at once, the demonic pests would go out of control, triggering a massive prison uprising, and no one would have the power to reseal them.

In that case, the true "Ten Thousand Demons Valley" would be utterly ruined.

"We have no choice…" Mr. Tu said.

"But can these demonic pests truly consume the Fierce God outside the gate?" the Young Master's gaze sharpened.

Mr. Tu looked solemn.

Generally speaking, even a tiger fears a pack of wolves.

Surrounded by so many demonic pests, even a true "Divine Being," if lacking a way to escape, would very likely be devoured entirely.

But what lingers outside is a "Fierce God."

This Fierce God is shrouded in thick mist—everything is unknown: its appearance, its rank, its true origin, and the specific divine arts it wields…

Mr. Tu spoke slowly: "Not necessarily… Even if they cannot devour this 'Fierce God,' at least they can delay Him, buying us time—that's enough."

The Young Master nodded slightly.

In matters of Divine Dao, Mr. Tu's judgment was absolute.

Mr. Tu made this decision, yet for some reason, his heart suddenly sank.

He harbored a faint, uneasy premonition.

Even in some inexplicable way, he felt that even if he died, he should not break these demonic pests' seals—otherwise, disaster would surely follow.

But there was no other way—the Divine Bridge remained unbroken, and the path to the Divine Homeland lay here.

This was a secret that could never be revealed.

The sound of the gate being shattered came in relentless waves.

The divine lock arrays on the gate snapped one after another…

Mr. Tu had no time to think further—he gritted his teeth and said:

"Release the demonic pests!"

The Young Master's expression hardened, and he nodded.

He pulled out a divine bone, using it to control the Divine Dao array's core, unsealing the prison's Divine Dao array and releasing thousands upon thousands of demonic pests…

…

Outside the gate, Mo Hua swung his golden sword vigorously, when suddenly he felt a wave of demonic wind surge behind him.

He turned to look.

Inside the prison, a massive "hum" suddenly rose, vast thought force swirling, and then row upon row of Divine Dao array patterns shattered like scales.

One by one, the sealing shackles were undone.

Inside the prison, one by one, demonic pests broke free.

They slowly rose, each grotesque in form, radiating demonic aura, eyes blood-red, fixed unblinkingly on Mo Hua.

The demonic energy around them grew thick, reaching its peak.

The sword bones in the corner trembled uncontrollably.

Mo Hua paused, his expression strange.

"Afraid I'll enter, so you release demonic pests to stop me?"

"So many…"

Mo Hua stopped swinging his sword, watching the dense swarm of demonic pests like a black cloud looming overhead, watching the blood-red, monstrous eyes hungering to devour him—and his small face suddenly broke into a brilliant smile.

"Too kind."

"Then I won't be polite…"

The moment he spoke, countless demonic pests surged toward Mo Hua like a tidal wave.

Mo Hua spread his arms, his gaze imbued with Jin Guang, as the Heavenly Mechanism Calculations and Heavenly Mechanism Deception flowed simultaneously.

Three layers of pitch-black ink shadows, like an eerie Dao robe, draped over Mo Hua.

Mo Hua resembled a deity clad in a "demon robe."

His spiritual sense surged swiftly, spreading outward in all directions.

At the same time, the computational power of his spiritual sense was rapidly depleted.

In an instant, the mottled light on the ground flashed.

Like a lotus in full bloom, brilliant array patterns radiated outward in concentric layers from Mo Hua.

Lishan Huozang Fu Zhen!

In an instant, the array exploded.

Within the array's range, weaker demonic spirits were immediately erased.

The few remaining powerful, leopard- and tiger-like demonic spirits also suffered heavy injuries.

Mo Hua then delivered swift, deep Fireball Techniques to "finish them off."

In just a short while, the demonic spirits lay dead and wounded in heaps.

The surroundings fell silent; the remaining demonic spirits showed clear fear, halting their advance—but in the next instant, their eyes turned blood-red.

The erased demonic spirits' malevolent thoughts spilled forth, triggering the ferocity of these creatures.

They became even more reckless, lunging at Mo Hua.

The demonic spirits surged again like a tide.

Mo Hua reused his old tactic: first annihilating them en masse with the array, then picking off individuals with Fireball Techniques—killing another wave.

Yet still, demonic spirits charged forward.

But Mo Hua realized his spiritual sense was beginning to run low.

After all, employing both Heavenly Mechanism Calculations and Heavenly Mechanism Deception to form such a vast array consumed immense spiritual sense energy.

With no other choice, Mo Hua temporarily swallowed a few mouthfuls to replenish his spiritual sense, then resumed killing.

This hastily ingested spiritual sense, unrefined, carried the demonic spirits' malevolent thoughts; direct absorption would gradually pollute a cultivator's spiritual sense.

Yet Mo Hua's spiritual sense was unique, and after countless battles, he was accustomed to malevolent thoughts infiltrating his mind—the temporary effects were negligible.

He killed another wave; the surrounding malevolent qi grew heavier.

The demonic spirits' violent intent intensified.

Mo Hua felt it was enough—he set up the Lishan Huozang Array once more, "clearing" the group of demonic spirits around him, then, while the old ones were dead and the new ones had not yet arrived, his eyes flashed with Jin Guang. Leveraging his understanding of the Heavenly Dao's sealing laws, he channeled his spiritual sense and manifested several arrays of purer Jin Se color beyond his immediate surroundings.

These could seal demonic spirits—and through "consuming" their malevolent energy, form a spiritual force cycle to maintain the array's stability.

The Divine Lock Array formed a golden cage, enclosing Mo Hua.

Mo Hua used it to "seal" himself, while also "protecting" himself.

The charging demonic spirits were indeed held back beyond the "Divine Lock Array," unable to reach Mo Hua for now.

They bared their fangs, incessantly gnawing at the Divine Dao array patterns.

The Divine Dao array patterns, infused with Mo Hua's comprehension of the "sealing" law, absorbed and transformed part of the malevolent energy into array power even as they endured the attacks.

Yet Mo Hua's comprehension of the "sealing" law was still quite shallow.

The Divine Dao Array held back these demonic spirits, but it was slowly dimming and deteriorating—only buying Mo Hua a limited amount of time.

But that time was enough.

Mo Hua had long planned this in his mind.

Individually, the demonic spirits were not overly strong, but gathered in thousands or tens of thousands, they could not be ignored.

His slender limbs could not withstand their attrition.

Thus, in group battles, he must carve out space to "breathe."

In this way, he kills while simultaneously "feeding."

After feeding to replenish spiritual force, he continues killing.

Just as the "Divine Dao" array's principle of "consuming" malevolent energy to fuel itself embodies the "sealing" law.

Fight to sustain the fight; feed to sustain the killing; a perpetual cycle.

In this way, he need not fear being "worn down."

And the "Divine Lock Array," used for sealing, was precisely what granted him breathing room.

Of course, other defensive arrays could be used—but none were as powerful as the Divine Lock Array, a Divine Dao technique.

This was the method Mo Hua had refined in his mind since learning the Divine Dao Array—to counter "demonic spirit swarms" and avoid being worn down to death.

The nearby demonic spirits were sealed by the Divine Lock Array.

The distant ones, unable to break through, trampled each other, even biting and devouring one another.

The scene instantly descended into chaos.

Protected by the Divine Lock Array, Mo Hua sat calmly amid the raging "demon tide," crossed his legs in meditation, and used this moment to absorb the demonic spirits' spiritual force.

The spiritual force, refined, merged into his body, replenishing his spiritual sense.

The residual bloodthirsty desires slowly eroded his Dao heart, but Mo Hua temporarily suppressed them deep within, planning to purify and discard them gradually through meditation later.

Many demonic spirits had died.

A vast torrent of spiritual force flowed into Mo Hua's spiritual body.

It not only replenished the spiritual sense he had just consumed, but also slightly strengthened his spiritual perception.

But as expected, that slight increase in spiritual perception vanished in an instant.

Mo Hua closed his eyes and sensed a void-like fissure stretching across his dantian.

Within the fissure, laws flowed, consuming all the spiritual perception Mo Hua had gained.

"The divine sense has left the body, yet the Heavenly Dao seal remains..."

"That is to say, even when the divine sense leaves the body, it still maintains a certain connection to one's own mind sea, and is not completely severed."

Mo Hua silently thought to himself.

Thus, unless this "Heavenly Dao law" is truly fed to satiety, the Heavenly Dao's "seal" cannot be removed at all.

"Not a single loophole left to exploit..."

But it didn't matter anyway.

Mo Hua opened his eyes and gazed at the monstrous demons before him, drooling profusely, claws and fangs grotesque.

"With so many demons, I refuse to believe I can't feed you enough!"

As long as this Heavenly Dao seal is fed to satiety and the Heavenly Dao's restriction broken, my divine sense will be like a dragon entering the sea—unstoppable, surging forward toward the realm of Foundation Establishment's late stage!

Mo Hua's gaze sharpened; once his divine sense was fully charged, he waved his hand and unsealed the Divine Lock Array.

With the Divine Dao Array's restriction gone, the surrounding demons roared and lunged at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua stood unmoved, his pupils deep and dark.

The Dispersing Mountain Cremation Array reappeared, incinerating all the demons around him.

The few remaining demons were individually slain by Mo Hua.

Then, like a tidal wave, another wave of demons surged forth...

Then another wave followed...

Mo Hua killed one wave after another.

After killing for a while, Mo Hua's divine sense grew depleted, so he set up the Divine Dao Array, rested awhile, and consumed a wave of demonic energies to replenish his mental power.

After replenishing his divine sense, the excess mental power was refined and absorbed by Mo Hua to strengthen his divine awareness.

Yet in an instant, these enhanced divine senses were "swallowed" by the Heavenly Dao seal's law.

The more Mo Hua killed, the more he consumed.

The Heavenly Dao's seal law swallowed more.

At first Mo Hua was anxious, eager to feed the seal quickly and break the restriction—but as he kept feeding, he suddenly froze.

Mo Hua realized that every time he "fed" the Heavenly Dao seal,

the "law" within the seal would circulate once.

The more he fed, the more frequently the law manifested.

Mo Hua suddenly understood...

Mo Hua was struck as if drenched in a sudden, overwhelming enlightenment—suddenly illuminated.

"Such a great opportunity—I almost missed it..."

"Good thing I'm clever!"

Mo Hua couldn't help nodding.

Understanding this seal's law might mean even more to him than simply breaking through his divine awareness...

Mo Hua's eyes brightened; he calmed his mind, refining demonic thoughts while feeding all this mental power to the "seal," letting it eat slowly, let it turn slowly.

Meanwhile, Mo Hua seized the chance to memorize every fleeting, shifting image revealed during the law's circulation, imprinting them firmly in his mind.

Deeply etching this comprehension of the Great Dao's law into his heart.

Simultaneously, without realizing it, he fused the understood law more profoundly into the Divine Dao Array he had set up.

The effect was immediate.

After integrating this law into the Divine Dao Array, Mo Hua suddenly noticed that although his "Divine Lock Array" showed no visible enhancement, its "resilience" grew steadily stronger.

The number of times it could withstand demonic assaults and bites increased continuously.

This meant that if used to seal demonic entities, this "Divine Lock Array" would become increasingly unbreakable, impregnable.

Of course, it still broke—for now.

After enduring roughly a hundred assaults from nearby demons, the Divine Lock Array shattered again.

But its effectiveness was clearly far stronger.

Then the demons charged at him once more...

Mo Hua began killing again.

Though tedious and seemingly perilous, Mo Hua gradually found joy in it.

The more demons he killed, the stronger the demonic thoughts he devoured.

The mental power fed to the Heavenly Dao seal flowed continuously, and his comprehension of the law deepened gradually.

Thus, he did not know how long passed...

The void fissure within Mo Hua's mind sea grew shallower, like a wound in his divine awareness slowly healing.

The "seal" force within his mind sea weakened gradually.

Yet Mo Hua's control over the seal's law grew ever stronger.

Finally, the fissure vanished completely.

The "seal" within his mind sea was utterly erased.

In that instant, Mo Hua felt his divine sense suddenly flow freely.

Streams of mental power flowed into his mind sea, nourishing his divine awareness, slowly "reviving"—the long-sealed realm finally began to loosen.

In an instant, his mind sea trembled.

The bottleneck, once just one step away from the Eighteen Marks, shattered instantly.

Mo Hua's expression glowed with joy, his eyes like stars.

Finally—Eighteen Marks of Divine Awareness!

Moreover, it wasn't just that!

The Heavenly Dao seal, "fed" to the full and utterly extinguished, the ceaseless stream of spiritual power finally all fell upon Mo Hua himself.

His divine sense realm was still climbing steadily...

The sword skeleton in the distance saw this and gaped wide.

This little ancestor... was actually still growing stronger?!

And at this moment, outside the nightmare, near the Monster Refining Diagram.

Xun Zixian, who had been on full alert protecting Mo Hua, suddenly froze, turned his head to look at Mo Hua, his expression somewhat strange.

Xun Ziyou sensed the anomaly, his expression hardened, and he asked:

"What's wrong?"

"Divine sense growing stronger?" Xun Ziyou was taken aback, glanced at Mo Hua, and asked in confusion, "How is it growing stronger? His realm hasn't broken through either, has it? In such a short time, what could make divine sense grow stronger?"

After all, divine sense and cultivation were different.

A cultivator's cultivation might still have the possibility of suddenly growing stronger.

But divine sense, that sort of thing, had no cultivation methods to speak of, grew extremely slowly, and would only suddenly weaken, never suddenly grow powerful.

However, he was not an array master and didn't study the way of divine thought, so his perception of such changes wasn't especially clear; it certainly couldn't compare to Xun Zixian, who was a third-grade array master.

Xun Ziyou examined Mo Hua again, then slowly nodded. "It seems... it has gotten a bit stronger."

Xun Zixian suddenly shook his head. "No."

Xun Ziyou was puzzled. "No what?"

"Not 'a bit' stronger," Xun Zixian said solemnly, "it's gotten much stronger, even..."

"It may have broken through a realm..." Xun Zixian said in a low voice.

Xun Ziyou was taken aback, then opened his mouth slightly.

"... Broken through a realm?"

Divine sense breaking through a realm?

Xun Zixian's eyelid twitched slightly, his heart equally somewhat incredulous.

He had just been about to open his mouth to say something, but was suddenly startled again; looking at Mo Hua once more, an undisguisable shock had already appeared in his expression.

This is...

Broken through again?

In such a short time, divine sense breaking through two realms?!

Xun Zixian, always refined and composed, had his pupils trembling and couldn't help muttering:

"This... how is this possible..."

This child, just how powerful has his divine sense become...

Inside the Monster Refining Diagram.

Mo Hua opened his eyes; in that instant, his pupils were brilliant and complex, as if stars flowed within, as if Jin Guang flickered, as if heavenly mechanisms rose and fell, and as if strange Daos shifted and transformed.

His aura had grown deeper.

And what was even more powerful was his own divine thought.

"Nineteen patterns!"

Mo Hua's tiny divine-thought body seemed to contain spiritual power as vast as a great river.

And all around him was already a scene of utter devastation.

Tens of thousands of yao sui had already been killed by him until only a handful remained.

At the same time, they had also been "eaten" by him until only a handful remained.

And having devoured the countless yao sui within this Ten Thousand Yao Valley, Mo Hua had fed the Heavenly Dao seal to the full, and on top of that, his divine sense had also advanced by leaps and bounds.

In one stroke, breaking through two realms, advancing to nineteen patterns!

Now, he had only just entered the mid Foundation Establishment realm not long ago, yet he already possessed the divine sense that only late-stage Foundation Establishment, or even peak Foundation Establishment cultivators could possess.

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