The black-clothed leader’s chest was pierced through, and he slowly knelt on the ground.

Mo Hua casually threw two more fireballs, which exploded on the black-clothed leader’s body. He checked the “corpse” to confirm he was truly motionless.

Then, using divine sense, he probed the black-clothed leader’s qi mechanism, confirming his corpse’s spiritual power was sluggish and his breath cut off, indicating he was truly dead. Only then did he relax.

“Too troublesome…”

Mo Hua let out a long sigh.

Killing a mid-stage Foundation Establishment demonic cultivator by himself was truly exhausting.

It required planning, ambushing.

It required deception, sneak attacks.

Array formations and forbidden techniques all had to be used.

Only then could he barely take him down.

Throughout, it was like walking on thin ice, with no room for error. Otherwise, with his own small body, one misstep, being caught off guard by this black-clothed villain, would likely result in more bad luck than good.

Too difficult…

But thankfully, he finally slaughtered him.

Mo Hua breathed out again.

The valley was enclosed, desolate, and secluded, with no one in sight.

This was the burial ground Mo Hua had specially chosen for this black-clothed leader, to cover his tracks and ensure no one discovered it.

Now that the black-clothed leader was dead, Mo Hua wanted to search his body to see if there were any clues or other good things.

But just as he looked closely, Mo Hua was startled involuntarily, his expression changing slightly.

This black-clothed leader, although clearly dead, was unlike other human traffickers who were corroded by demonic qi, their flesh decaying and turning into a puddle of black water.

His physical body was still intact.

Mo Hua sensed something was wrong and vigilantly retreated two steps.

But in an instant, a foul wind suddenly arose.

Mo Hua felt something suddenly approaching him, but there was clearly nothing in front.

Mo Hua frowned, then gazed deeply, patterns surfacing and sinking, using heavenly mechanisms to deduce and probe the truth within the surrounding void.

The moment the heavenly mechanism opened, Mo Hua’s pupils shrunk.

In front of him, at some unknown point, a strange, evil eye had suddenly appeared.

This evil eye was tightly stuck to his front, no more than a millimeter away.

Mo Hua could clearly see the protruding blood threads within the evil eye, blood dripping from the eye socket, winding pale red tentacles, and the violent, cold, and detached “non-human” emotions contained within the evil eye’s pupil…

Mo Hua was startled by this “ugly eye,” his expression panicked, and he hastily retreated.

But this evil eye was even faster than him.

In a flash, the tentacles above the evil eye bloomed open like a tangled mess of sinful threads, densely packed, all adhering to Mo Hua’s body, sticking to him tightly.

At the same time, the deformed evil eye also desperately drilled towards Mo Hua’s fair and tender forehead.

It had to do so.

Its original host was dead, with no vitality. It had to seek a new host and parasitize a living body.

And in this desolate and secluded valley, enclosed on all sides with no one around, there was only one “living” person: Mo Hua.

It had no choice.

Although in its heart there was confusion towards Mo Hua, there was puzzlement, anger, wariness, and a kind of unknown “fear.”

But facing the imminent annihilation of the Dao, it had to use Mo Hua as a new physical vessel.

Mo Hua also seemed to be controlled by the evil eye’s tentacles, losing all resistance and allowing the blood-colored evil thoughts to erode him.

The evil eye’s plan gradually succeeded.

The evil thoughts turned into flesh tentacles, firmly tying up Mo Hua’s physical body.

Above the evil eye, the blood-dripping flesh began to fade, turning into a pale golden, overbearing, and majestic eye, which bit by bit drilled into Mo Hua’s forehead, breaking open his sea of consciousness and entering his divine sense.

Mo Hua’s sea of consciousness was unexpectedly tough.

Thus, breaking into the sea of consciousness took a longer time.

After entering Mo Hua’s sea of consciousness, the pale golden evil eye began to distort and re-condense flesh.

Scarlet blood swept and sucked back, gathering above the evil eye, gradually solidifying, incubating various rotten flesh, condensing into deformed, strangely shaped flesh remnants, finally piecing together into a huge, deformed flesh demon.

The demon’s head had ferocious sheep horns.

Its forehead had a pale golden eye.

The golden evil eye flashed once, the huge demon flesh body trembled, then opened two blood-colored demon eyes, looking down from above, overlooking the sea of consciousness of the human in front of it.

Although it had lived for a long time, noble and extraordinary, parasitizing many “servants,” tasting countless “sacrifices,” it was still amazed by the sea of consciousness before it.

Such pure divine sense!

And so dense, so abundant.

Possessing such perfect divine sense, this human child, using him as a “sacrifice” was simply a waste of heaven’s gifts.

If it weren’t for his bloodline being too inferior, he could even serve as a “god-womb” container.

But…

The sheep-horned demon’s gaze deepened slightly, puzzled in its heart.

“Why… will I feel wary, even fearful?”

“Why will I give birth to a killing intent as if facing a life-or-death enemy?”

“Merely a mere human, a straw dog on the path of the gods…”

“Why will I feel fear?”

“What exactly am I afraid of?”

The sheep-horned demon’s bloody gaze swept around, but it did not discover any other suspicious places.

The golden evil eye on its forehead emitted majestic pale golden light, but under the golden light, similarly, there was nothing abnormal.

The sheep-horned demon felt something fishy.

But on second thought, this also seemed normal.

No matter how profound the cultivation, how honored the status of a cultivator, in the end, they were merely human.

Stripped of worldly fame and fortune and external appearances, the inner divine thoughts of people in the world were either vulgar and unbearable, or filthy and degenerate, or shallow and weak.

Golden outside, rotten cotton inside.

Powerful cultivation, weak intent.

This kind of cultivator was everywhere.

What’s more, this mere early-stage Foundation Establishment child.

Perhaps it was just because he was not old, not yet stained by worldly desires, that he had such pure divine sense.

What else could be expected of him?

Greed was revealed in the sheep-horned demon’s eyes, and a ferocious smile appeared at the corner of its mouth.

“Eat him!”

No matter what schemes, tricks, or lurking dangers there were.

As long as it ate him, everything would be settled.

This human thing was originally just a bait for the great Dao, a straw dog of the gods, born lowly.

Being eaten by it was also his honor.

Eating the divine sense and using this sea of consciousness as a warm bed.

This child might be much better than those “foolishly loyal” fools.

The sheep-horned demon opened its bloody large mouth and began to suck the abundant, pure divine sense within the sea of consciousness.

As soon as the divine sense entered its mouth, its eyes widened.

This divine sense was too delicious!

Even delicious to the point of not being like human divine sense!

The sheep-horned demon was shocked in its heart, then its gaze turned greedy, and it began to suck in more divine sense in large gulps.

The sweet divine sense made its body and mind joyful.

Its two blood-colored demon eyes narrowed slightly, and the golden evil eye on its forehead also emitted golden light, appearing somewhat lazy.

Just as the sheep-horned demon was careless, it did not discover a hidden figure slowly approaching it.

Then this figure suddenly jumped onto its head.

A small, white, tender hand suddenly appeared and fiercely grabbed towards the golden evil eye on the top of its forehead.

It seemed to want to directly pull down that golden eye.

Crisis at hand, the sheep-horned demon immediately tightly closed its third eye.

But it was ultimately a little slow.

That small, white, tender hand still tore at the golden evil eye above. The strength in the hand was very great, instantly tearing out several wounds, from which flowed blood-like golden liquid.

However, this hand was ultimately a little small and slow, and it did not manage to grab the eye down.

The sheep-horned demon had already closed its third eye.

At the same time, its sharp demon claws, carrying a foul wind, angrily grabbed towards its head.

Mo Hua had no choice but to jump down from its head again, retreat several steps to create distance, and reveal his body after settling.

Eyebrows like paintings, lips red and teeth white, like a porcelain doll.

His divine sense body, due to the change in divine sense, had a nearly fixed size, and his age was even a bit smaller than his original body.

The sheep-horned demon clearly saw Mo Hua’s appearance, its gaze shocked.

“Divine sense incarnation?”

“It’s a child?!”

The golden evil eye on its forehead, wounded by Mo Hua’s grab, was faintly aching.

The sheep-horned demon thought of the scene just now, and after the fear, there was more anger in its heart:

What a despicable child!

What did he want to do?!

Mo Hua’s small hand was still stained with “golden blood.”

He put the finger stained with golden blood into his mouth and licked it. His eyes immediately brightened.

This is the taste!

The taste of golden divine sense marrow!

Seeing this scene, the sheep-horned demon was even more shocked and angry, even with a trace of fear. Its voice trembled and hoarsely said angrily:

“Bold!”

“You… you actually… actually dare to… dare to swallow ‘god marrow’?!”

“God marrow?” Mo Hua was startled. He couldn’t help but put his finger in his mouth and suck again, then nodded and smiled, squinting and praising:

“Taste is not bad!”

The sheep-horned demon’s eyes instantly turned blood red.

It felt its dignity had been insulted.

Its godhood had been blasphemed.

A mortal who was supposed to become a sacrifice and be enjoyed by a god actually dared to be so bold, to sip god marrow and taste “god blood.”

Arrogant! Ignorant! Bold!

The sheep-horned demon was furious beyond measure, but looking again, it discovered that the figure of the child opposite had disappeared without a trace.

“Conceal?”

The sheep-horned demon’s pupils shrunk slightly.

Why couldn’t it see through?

Clearly outside, it could see through.

Could it be because outside, it was seeing through the physical vessel, and in this sea of consciousness, it couldn’t see through his divine sense body?

How is that possible?

The sheep-horned demon was greatly shocked.

But it had no time to think further, because it knew that once this child concealed himself, the next attack would soon come…

Sure enough, a moment later.

The divine sense breath on the right side swayed, and a small figure jumped up, directly punching the sheep-horned demon’s face.

The sheep-horned demon’s face turned stern, and it immediately turned its body, similarly swinging its fist to meet the attack.

A small, white, tender fist and a huge, ferocious, fleshy demon fist collided.

Powerful divine sense power spread out, shaking the surroundings.

Mo Hua’s small fist was intact and undamaged.

But on the demon’s fist, there were several more fine blood marks.

The sheep-horned demon was horrified in its heart.

This child… what exactly is this thing?

A human cultivator’s divine sense body actually surpasses the demon of evil thoughts?

And Mo Hua, who finally had a chance to indulge in being a “body cultivator” again, had eyes full of excitement, swinging his fist and attacking again.

The sheep-horned demon fought back with all its might, but although its body was huge and its flesh ferocious, it was still at a disadvantage.

“Something’s not right!”

The sheep-horned demon’s gaze was stern. This time, it took the initiative, and its scarlet sharp claws suddenly tore towards Mo Hua.

Mo Hua agilely avoided the attack with flowing water steps.

The sheep-horned demon seized this gap, and the golden evil eye on its forehead opened again.

A golden light shot out from within the evil eye, shining on Mo Hua’s body.

On Mo Hua’s body, several pale golden threads, like marrow, actually appeared.

The sheep-horned demon’s expression changed greatly, and it said in a sharp and hoarse voice:

“You are not human!”

Mo Hua was startled.

The sheep-horned demon’s gaze trembled as it said:

“Marrow entering the divine body, forming a god-womb… You… exactly whose god monarch’s young womb are you?”

Mo Hua was slightly stunned.

But soon the sheep-horned demon frowned again and said puzzled:

“No, it’s still not right…”

“You have the foundation of divine sense transforming into the Dao, but why is the god marrow so thin?”

“Why are there no signs of ‘eating sacrifices’?”

“Why is the humanity abundant, while the divinity is weak?”

“This is impossible…”

The sheep-horned demon’s gaze was sharp, and it stared intently at Mo Hua:

“Where does your god position come from?”

“Whose incense fire do you consume? Whose belief do you receive?”

“Where is your authority?”

“Which ‘Dao’ do you follow?”

Mo Hua was confused by its questions.

God-womb, Dao transformation, god marrow, eating sacrifices, and what god position, incense fire, authority…

What things was this ugly-eyed sheep-horned demon asking? He was completely muddled…

Perhaps this was… the knowledge of gods?

He didn’t know how to respond?

Mo Hua blinked his eyes, decided to pretend a bit, and made his expression cold. He raised his head and puffed out his chest, adopting a high and mighty, arrogant appearance.

“These things, you are not yet qualified to know!”

The sheep-horned demon’s face sank, but it dared not speak in anger.

If this child was truly a god-womb, incubating some unknown god in its sea of consciousness, relying on its own remnant eye body, it fundamentally couldn’t handle him.

If it was a god-womb, then it was understandable…

The fear just now should have been simply due to wariness against a complete god-womb.

Moreover…

The sheep-horned demon’s gaze deepened slightly.

Although this god-womb didn’t know what god position it occupied, the aura above its god position was actually somewhat similar to its own.

It seemed to also be from the great wilderness.

Perhaps there were still some origins.

It just didn’t know, where exactly did his god position come from…

Mo Hua saw that this sheep-horned demon had been bluffed by himself and was slightly happy in his heart. He again put on a serious face and asked:

“You have violated my taboo!”

The sheep-horned demon’s heart tightened, its gaze heavy.

Mo Hua said again: “Tell me your origin, and I can let bygones be bygones!”

The sheep-horned demon said majestically:

“I am the master of the great wilderness!”

Mo Hua frowned, “Nonsense, the master of the great wilderness is the owner of the great wilderness, how can he be so weak?”

Mo Hua wanted to inquire about more things.

But who knew that as soon as he said this, the sheep-horned demon’s expression changed greatly, and it said in a gloomy voice:

“You are not a god monarch!”

Mo Hua’s heart “thumped” a beat.

The sheep-horned demon’s gaze condensed, “A god monarch would not ask such shallow questions. You are a fake, you know nothing!”

Mo Hua was helpless.

This was the disadvantage of lacking cultivation knowledge… no, lacking “god” knowledge.

He wanted to pretend to understand, but once he met an “expert,” he was exposed after just two sentences.

“I just woke up, I forgot…”

Mo Hua found an excuse, wanting to cope a bit.

The sheep-horned demon yet coldly laughed: “Things carved in the origin, how could they be forgotten?”

Mo Hua was exposed, feeling a bit “ashamed and angry.”

This sheep-horned ugly monster, not giving face!

If you don’t let me pretend, then I won’t pretend. I’ll just slaughter you directly!

Mo Hua said nothing, and in a flash, he disappeared again. When he reappeared, he had already arrived in front of the sheep-horned demon, and punched towards the sheep-horned demon’s face.

The sheep-horned demon crossed its arms to block the punch.

But cracks were punched out on its arms, and its body involuntarily retreated, shocked in its heart.

“This child, why is his divine sense incarnation so powerful?”

“Is he or is he not a god?”

Without waiting for it to think clearly, Mo Hua rushed up again, plain and simple, another punch.

The sheep-horned demon blocked again.

After several rounds of this, taking many of Mo Hua’s punches, the sheep-horned demon was involuntarily greatly angered.

“How unreasonable!”

It had lived so many years, towering above all living beings in heaven and earth, and had never suffered such humiliation, actually being treated as a “sandbag” by a small child?!

The golden evil eye on the sheep-horned demon’s forehead suddenly opened wide.

Above it, there was pale golden god marrow, like blood, flowing all over the demon’s body.

The sheep-horned demon’s body instantly swelled, and its flesh gradually turned from blood red to pale golden.

Its entire body also emitted an astonishing might.

Mo Hua was startled in his heart, but holding a testing attitude, he still punched up.

The pale golden sheep-horned demon smiled contemptuously and slapped Mo Hua away with a backhand.

Mo Hua fell to the ground, slid a distance, and after stopping, slowly climbed up.

His divine sense incarnation was very tough, and his body suffered no injuries.

But in terms of pure “power,” he was obviously not the opponent of this sheep-horned demon.

The sheep-horned demon looked at Mo Hua and said coldly:

“A child who pushes his luck, do you really think I can’t kill you?”

Mo Hua sighed, feeling a bit helpless.

Being a body cultivator was fun, but it was too tiring, and encountering this kind was also troublesome and not easy to win.

The sheep-horned demon saw Mo Hua’s appearance, and a hint of a bad premonition appeared in its heart.

This child… still has other means?

What other means could he possibly have?

Then it saw Mo Hua pointing a finger at it from a distance.

The sheep-horned demon’s pupils shrunk slightly, then it saw pale blue water system chains winding around its body, firmly locking its evil thought body.

“Divine sense technique?”

The sheep-horned demon frowned, then its body flashed with golden light, breaking free from the water prison technique.

It wanted to rush and kill Mo Hua again, but then it discovered that at some unknown point, red patterns had appeared under its feet, and firelight was interwoven.

“This is… an array formation?!”

The sheep-horned demon’s gaze was shocked, and it suddenly looked at Mo Hua, saying in a heavy voice:

“You are indeed not a god!”

Mo Hua was slightly taken aback.

What did that mean?

Using an array formation means he is not a god?

Can’t gods use array formations?

Although he was puzzled in his heart, Mo Hua was not idle either. He immediately detonated the Fire Departure Array.

Firelight swallowed the sheep-horned demon.

A moment later, the firelight dissipated, and the sheep-horned demon revealed its body. Cracks had already appeared on its pale golden flesh.

Although somewhat disheveled, the sheep-horned demon’s expression was unusually calm.

A hint of a smile even appeared at the corner of its mouth.

“Manifesting array formations in the sea of consciousness…”

“This venerable has lived for so many years, ‘eating’ so many cultivators, yet there are few cultivators who can manifest array formations in the sea of consciousness.”

“I didn’t expect that you, at such a young age, could actually achieve this step…”

“But this level of array formation is still not enough.”

The sheep-horned demon’s forehead began to crack open.

That golden evil eye bulged out from within its brain, its tentacles wandering in the air, emitting a majestic, irresistible pressure from a god.

“As long as it’s human, then it’s easy to handle…”

“Humans feel reverence towards gods; it is carved into their divine souls…”

“I shall now let you experience the true majesty from a god’s origin.”

Immediately, the golden evil eye suddenly trembled, and the golden light in its center greatly intensified.

A surge of powerful Dao essence containing unknown rules instantly spread out.

Mo Hua’s expression changed greatly as he was covered by the golden light.

He tried to struggle, but seemed to be awed by the golden light’s might, his whole body unable to move. A moment later, his expression gradually became dull, and he lost resistance.

The sheep-horned demon revealed a cold smile.

A mere human, daring to resist a god?

The golden evil eye trembled, seeming to be enduring hunger.

It wanted to enjoy this rare “sacrifice,” which was sufficient to compare with a god-womb.

Strand after strand of flesh tentacles stretched out from above the evil eye, like tying up a “zongzi,” firmly tying up the resistantless Mo Hua.

Then, it pulled Mo Hua back and sent him towards the huge, wide-open, blood-filled mouth.

Fangs were dense, and the giant mouth was like an abyss.

Drool even dripped from the corner of the sheep-horned demon’s mouth.

But just as it was about to put Mo Hua into its mouth.

Mo Hua, who was tied up like a zongzi and whose face was dull, suddenly blinked his eyes and smiled cunningly.

The sheep-horned demon was startled and immediately realized something, sweeping more tentacles towards Mo Hua.

Mo Hua’s eyes were bright, and he said in a low voice:

“Open!”

Large patches of array formations suddenly appeared on the ground.

The Fire Departure Mountain Burial Multiple Array!

These array formations crisscrossed, interconnected, forming a huge multiple array.

Mountains and rocks bulged up one after another, forming a prison, thoroughly trapping the sheep-horned demon’s physical body.

Densely packed Fire Departure exploded, burning and roasting the tentacles one by one.

Mo Hua suddenly struggled, breaking free from the tentacles’ binding, then in a flash, he jumped onto the sheep-horned demon’s head, towards the bulging golden evil eye, and revealed an innocent smile.

The golden evil eye was terrified.

It emitted a fiercer godly might, but Mo Hua was not affected at all.

It wanted to shrink back again, but Mo Hua fundamentally disagreed.

He grabbed with his two small hands, gripping the evil eye tightly as if he had grabbed a “treasure,” then gritted his teeth and used all his strength to desperately pull it outwards.

Accompanied by an extremely sharp, piercing scream.

This golden evil eye was forcefully pulled out by Mo Hua from the physical body formed by the sheep-horned demon’s evil thoughts.

Afterward, Mo Hua seized the opportunity and leaped away.

The Fire Departure Multiple Array on the ground completely exploded, burning all the blood-colored demon flesh and tentacles to exhaustion.

The golden evil eye was gripped in Mo Hua’s hand, trembling all over.

A human’s divine sense could not possibly be unafraid of a god’s majesty…

It roared sharply:

“You are not human!”

“You are also not a god!”

“You… what exactly are you?!”

Mo Hua looked at the pale golden god eye and couldn’t help but lick his lips:

“I am… the one who ‘eats’ gods!”