Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 1161: Chapter 700 Divine Skills (Thank you to Shu Shi ouo, the Alliance Hierarch, for the reward~)

On Mo Hua’s body, the three layers of Wily Minds faded, everything was restored to the original state, as if he was just a simple little cultivator.

But at this moment, as he looked at Master She, his face expressionless, the faint golden color in his pupils revealed a trace of majesty, like observing an ant crawling on the ground.

Master She’s eyes filled with terror.

Suddenly, he felt the illusion of facing a deity.

So many fierce and terrifying Demon Monsters, in just one round, were all eradicated by Little Yama using a Formation.

Could this really be something a “human” could accomplish?

But it’s not possible…

Master She knew clearly that this little cultivator indeed had a physical body, and his Divine Sense was indeed pulled by himself into the Dreamland from the Sea of Consciousness.

He was indeed a person!

But, with Divine Thought so powerful, can it really still be considered “human”…

Master She’s face was pale, in disbelief.

“Old coot.”

Mo Hua called out, seeing Master She in a god-forsaken fright, looking terrified, he reached out and grabbed his neck, lifting and walking forward.

After a few steps, Mo Hua seemed to remember something, turned back to look at the aura of Demon Monsters that scattered around after being burned to death, feeling it shouldn’t go to waste, so he opened his mouth wide and took a fierce inhale.

The demon Thoughts in the sky were all sucked into Mo Hua’s mouth.

This scene, witnessed by Master She, made him tremble all over, his soul almost scattered away.

This little cultivator, not only did not get eaten by the Demon Monsters, but now he’s actually…

“Eating” the Demon Monsters?

“What kind of… little monster have I brought into River God’s Divine Temple…”

Master She’s face was ashen.

Evil Spirits and Demon Monsters were hatched from the remains of the fearful Divine Sense at the time of their tragic blood-refined deaths by the followers of the Evil God, but their essence was no longer the “Divine Sense” of a human.

It was a kind of Evil Thought that fed on the Divine Sense of humans.

Mo Hua consumed a vast amount of Demon Monsters’ Evil Thoughts, and after a bit of Refining, not only replenished the great amount of Divine Sense consumed earlier, but his own Divine Thought seemed to have grown stronger as well.

His Divine Sense had taken a clear step from the realm of the Sixteen Patterns towards the Seventeen Patterns.

These Demon Monsters here, I don’t know if they were raised by the Evil God himself; their Evil Thoughts were also “fatter,” and the Divine Sense after refining was also more abundant.

In comparison, the Demon Monsters in Yu Er’s nightmares were much “thinner.”

Moreover, probably because they were “eaten” a lot, the number of Demon Monsters in Yu Er’s Dreamland has been decreasing in recent days.

Mo Hua had been “hungry” for a long time, and now he had finally had a rare satisfying “meal.”

After devouring the Demon Monsters’ Evil Thoughts, Mo Hua continued to walk inside the River God Temple, dragging Master She by the back of his neck with one hand.

As they walked, Mo Hua began to feel that the atmosphere of the River God Temple was becoming more repressive.

Amid the surrounding Golden Light, there was a diffusion of blood light.

Walking all the way to the great hall at the back, Mo Hua raised his head and saw a huge Divine Statue of the River God.

This Divine Statue of the River God had a fish’s face and a human body, wearing a Taoist Robe embroidered with clouds and waves, with both hands forming mudras and placed beside his body, his mouth gaping like a bloody basin, his teeth frighteningly white, seated tall and imposing, with majestic and terrifying gaze.

It bore a strong resemblance to the Divine Statues in the outer temple.

But it was larger and its Divine Thought Aura was more powerful, seemingly like a living deity.

Upon seeing the Divine Statue of the River God, Master She no longer played dead or lay motionless; instead, he hurriedly fell to his knees with a “plop,” his head knocking on the stone tiles, his actions utterly devout as he tremblingly said:

“Your believer has seen the River God, has seen the Lord of the Temple!”

The River God maintained a dignified demeanor and took no notice.

Mo Hua looked up, puzzled, “Are you the River God?”

Master She’s heart was trembling.

This little devil, relying on some ability, is truly audacious to the extreme!