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Immortal Heaven Thunder Pattern, annihilating everything!

Strange Daoist only needed one look to feel his whole body tremble, his heart filled with fear and dread.

This was the fear originating from the Great Dao.

At the same time, the spell-proof, divine-sense-invulnerable, array-indestructible black soul dao robe on his body, which condensed strange heavenly calculations and the fierce souls of remnant spirits, was instantly torn to shreds by the tribulation lightning, turning into flying ash inch by inch!

“Senior Uncle, I told you not to look…”

Mo Hua sighed, but his face was like a little fox, his eyes squinting in a smile.

“…Looking will turn to ashes and fly away!”

Strange Daoist couldn’t believe it.

This seemingly innocent, harmless little thing…

He was actually a little swindler!

Not only him…

But also Senior Brother…

Strange Daoist finally understood at this moment.

That Senior Brother of his, with his feigned appearance, schemes, a heart like dead ash, devoid of interest in life, calmly going to his death…

But he had already clearly calculated everything!

Strange Daoist was startled. His Senior Brother’s last words before death appeared in his mind again:

“Senior Brother… considering our brotherhood, don’t make things difficult for… my several little disciples…”

At first, he only felt contempt for this Senior Brother who had once been so arrogant.

His life was short, yet he didn’t think of advancing, and still wanted to entrust the lives of his disciples to the mercy of others.

He himself had already entered the demonic path, cold, indifferent, and emotionless. He would kill when necessary, so his plea was useless.

But now that he thought about it, his Senior Brother must have known all these things clearly in his heart.

Begging for mercy was fundamentally useless…

So his words were not originally meant to beg me for mercy.

But to… lure me into a trap?

Specifically mentioning “little disciples,” asking me not to make things difficult for them, was actually reminding me:

He cared about his little disciples, and there were secrets hidden within his little disciples…

He also naturally led me to act, allowing my dao heart to become possessed by a demon, and enter this little thing’s sea of consciousness.

Then, naturally, with the strange heavenly calculations, he would help his little disciples solve the mystery array and break through the Foundation Establishment bottleneck.

Even this tribulation of divine sense, he also deduced and calculated!

He might not have known what this tribulation was, he might not have known about this remnant stele, he might not have known about this tribulation lightning, but he must have calculated that once I entered… I would die in the sea of consciousness of his little disciples!

Knowing he was going to die, he made his body the board from beginning to end…

It seemed like all heavenly calculations were exhausted, but it was also a calculation of everything.

“Heavenly calculations were originally used here…”

Strange Daoist’s dark gaze was cold, his face was angry, with some lingering fear and shock, but the corner of his mouth slightly curved upwards…

“Even after death, he still wants to calculate me…”

Strange Daoist murmured, then turned his gaze back to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua’s various aspects appeared before him.

Powerful divine sense, controlled to the finest detail, condensing spells, manifesting arrays, diligent in learning and good at thinking, astonishing comprehension, full of schemes…

Senior Brother is not here, but there is still this little thing…

Strange Daoist’s dao robe shattered, his body annihilating inch by inch.

He took one last look at Mo Hua, a faint smile on his strange face, his voice ethereal and broken, saying:

“Little Senior Nephew, we will still…”

“Meet again…”

Before he finished speaking, Strange Daoist was completely annihilated by the tribulation lightning, and his demonic thoughts dissipated!

Mo Hua frowned, releasing his divine sense to perceive his own sea of consciousness.

After confirming that “Senior Uncle’s” demonic thoughts of a possessed dao heart had been wiped out by the tribulation lightning, fragmented, and completely perished, he plopped down on the ground and let out a long sigh of relief.

Senior Uncle’s demonic thoughts were too strong.

This was the strongest divine sense existence Mo Hua had encountered so far, and possibly would encounter for a long time in the future…

He was clearly only at the peak of Foundation Establishment, yet the sense of oppression was omnipresent.

In a head-on confrontation, he was simply no match.

Mo Hua could only act and deceive Senior Uncle into looking at the Heavenly Dao Thunder Pattern.

This was also something he had learned from “Senior Uncle”.

In the Ten Thousand Demons Hall on Ku Mu Peak of Da Li Mountain.

Senior Uncle had used tribulation lightning in front of him to execute a demon-path Feathered One.

Mo Hua was deeply impressed.

“Heavenly Tribulation is also a killing tool!”

At this moment, he also learned and used it, using a stroke of the immortal pattern containing tribulation lightning to trap and kill Senior Uncle’s demonic thoughts.

“There is still much on Senior Uncle that is worth learning!”

Whether it was a possessed dao heart or strange heavenly calculations;

There was also the thinking of using Heavenly Dao rules to suppress and kill powerful enemies, all of which greatly benefited Mo Hua…

Senior Uncle taught “by example,” I must remember!

Mo Hua nodded seriously.

Then he blinked and looked at the abundant divine sense floating in his sea of consciousness, involuntarily licking his lips.

The demonic thoughts of the possessed dao heart were annihilated by the tribulation lightning, their will shattered, but there still remained a strange dao divine sense that, although impure, was very thick, exceptionally majestic, and strange.

This kind of strange dao divine sense was black-gray.

It had been ground down by the Great Dao and wiped out by the tribulation lightning, containing strange dao changes, a powerful ownerless divine sense.

Mo Hua’s eyes brightened slightly.

“This is ‘sent’ to me by Senior Uncle, so naturally it is mine!”

“Senior Uncle is truly a good person!”

Mo Hua said gratefully in his heart, then his eyes flashed with light.

If I refine this powerful strange dao divine sense, can my divine sense break through the long-standing bottleneck…

Mo Hua’s heart was slightly hot, and he immediately sat in meditation.

He started to swallow these strange thoughts little by little.

The dao stele has ground it down for me, and the tribulation lightning has wiped it out for me, so these strange thoughts should be safe, and I don’t need to manifest an array to re-incinerate them…

The air was filled with divine sense as thick as the sea.

Mo Hua held his breath and focused, opening his small mouth.

Strands of black-gray divine sense with a strange aura were sucked into Mo Hua’s abdomen.

Mo Hua’s spirit trembled, and he involuntarily opened his eyes.

These divine sense…

Seemed a bit wrong.

Inside seemed to contain some changes in strange heavenly calculations, and some comprehension of the strange dao of divine sense…

This kind of comprehension seemed to be Senior Uncle’s comprehension…

Although Mo Hua didn’t know what this comprehension was for, upon reflection, Senior Uncle was so powerful, this comprehension must also be extraordinary.

Even if it couldn’t immediately enlighten me, it could definitely deepen my understanding of strange heavenly calculations.

Mo Hua’s heart was full of joy, and he then calmed down, refining while sucking and exhaling, and experiencing, understanding, and comprehending.

He slowly settled these ineffable and treacherous comprehensions in his heart, condensing them onto his dao heart…

Time passed little by little.

The divine sense left behind by Strange Daoist was also swallowed by Mo Hua little by little.

Mo Hua’s divine sense also gradually strengthened.

His comprehension of the strange dao also gradually deepened…

Mo Hua felt his sea of consciousness was very “full,” as if he had “eaten” too much, but he still endured and quietly refined.

This was a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity.

Senior Uncle might not “send gifts” every day.

Next time Senior Uncle “sends” again, I might not dare to receive it.

This time was the right time, place, and circumstances. Senior Uncle was caught off guard and capsized in a small ditch.

Next time might not be so lucky…

So when you should eat your fill, you must not be polite!

Mo Hua “as if starving,” continuously refined his divine sense and strengthened his own divine sense.

The endless divine sense, bit by bit, merged into Mo Hua’s sea of consciousness, filling the chasm-like gap between the thirteen patterns and the fourteen patterns.

He didn’t know how long had passed.

He also didn’t know how long he had been filling…

Finally, the gully of divine sense between the early stage and middle stage of Foundation Establishment was completely filled!

The heavenly chasm dissipated, and divine sense ascended a step!

Mo Hua’s sea of consciousness suddenly trembled, then he felt his divine sense suddenly strengthen, his sea of consciousness expanding outwards, and his divine sense becoming thicker.

His divine sense finally crossed the threshold and reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment—

Fourteen patterns of divine sense!

At the same time, outside the sea of consciousness.

The moment the sea of consciousness broke through, Mo Hua’s divine sense suddenly overflowed. The fourteen patterns of Foundation Establishment divine sense produced violent fluctuations and spread outwards.

All the Feathered Ones in the field were startled.

“Just now that was…”

“Foundation Establishment divine sense?”

“Foundation Establishment… middle stage?”

They unanimously looked towards Mo Hua under the cover of the Jinxiu Shanhe Umbrella.

The divine sense fluctuations of the Foundation Establishment stage were indeed not strong to them, these Feathered Ones, and could even be said to be… negligible…

But you also have to see who this divine sense was transmitted by…

“Just now, the divine sense fluctuation was… this little cultivator?”

A Feathered One murmured.

“Is it…”

Others were somewhat uncertain.

If they said no, with so many Feathered Cultivators watching, there was definitely no mistake.

But if they said yes…

Foundation Establishment middle stage divine sense ah…

They looked at little Mo Hua again.

Is this the strength of divine sense he should have at his age, his realm, his level?

Even Bai Qingcheng’s eyes revealed surprise, and her expression was momentarily dazed.

Meanwhile, Real Person Si Tu’s face was solemn.

The divine sense fluctuation at that moment was indeed Foundation Establishment divine sense.

But when the divine sense fluctuation dissipated, Real Person Si Tu probed with his senses again, only to find that Mo Hua’s surroundings were foggy, chaotic, and strange, and he couldn’t perceive anything at all.

This was clearly due to someone or something covering up his qi and cause and effect.

If it were Mister Zhuang, it would be fine, but if it were… Strange Daoist…

Real Person Si Tu’s expression was solemn, and his gaze condensed.

Without reason, divine sense fluctuations cannot occur.

Unless there was some abnormality in this child’s sea of consciousness.

Now that he has been possessed by a demon, that only abnormality is very likely…

Strange Daoist swallowed this child’s divine sense?!

Real Person Si Tu’s heart sank, knowing that something bad had happened.

Just at this moment, Mo Hua suddenly moved.

He held his head, his expression showing some pain, some discomfort, some confusion…

The crowd was startled, their expressions changed greatly, all as if facing a great enemy!

Strange Daoist… awake?

Someone drew their knife, someone drew their sword, someone sacrificed their magic treasure…

But for a time, fearing Strange Daoist’s dignity and the treachery of a possessed dao heart, they all dared not act rashly.

The room was silent, a needle could be heard dropping.

Under the Jinxiu Shanhe Umbrella, Mo Hua’s pupils were still dark.

He shook his head in front of the crowd, and after his divine sense recovered a bit, he raised his small hand and rubbed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again.

The blackness in his eyes gradually faded, and his pupils were clear again.

Everyone was stunned.

“This is…”

“What’s going on?”

A possessed dao heart must die without a doubt. At worst, they lose heart, and at worst, they lose both body and mind, dying without a burial place!

How could he be safe and sound?

Real Person Si Tu stared at Mo Hua’s pupils for a few moments, seeing that his eyes were black and white, clean and clear, lively and clever, and couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

“This… how is this possible…”

“A possessed dao heart… can still self-heal?”

Simply unheard of?!

Real Person Si Tu was shocked.

Just who is this little cultivator?

Real Person Si Tu’s gaze trembled slightly, his doubts remained unresolved. Then he looked at Mo Hua, his expression startled. In a daze, he found that Mo Hua was somewhat different from before.

His face was still innocent.

But his gaze was deep, half clear and half treacherous, two merging.

One derived and one strange, naturally becoming…

Thank you to Fengde Qiaokeli, Fenyan Fashi, katiestar, and Jianfeng Duyi for their rewards.

(End of this chapter)