Chapter 241: Blazing Flame Talisman

The big man sensed something was wrong and planned to retreat, but it was already too late.

Three sets of Grade 1 Earth Fire Arrays activated, erupting strong spiritual power fluctuations. Amidst the booming sounds of explosions, the blood-red firelight directly engulfed the big man.

After the firelight dissipated, the big man's figure appeared in a very sorry state.

His clothes were torn, his entire body covered in scorch marks. His right side was still relatively intact, but his left side was severely injured, his arm even exploded into a bloody mess.

In a life-or-death situation, the black-clothed big man relied on his many years of combat instinct to avoid the center of the Earth Fire Array's explosion.

At the cost of one arm, he preserved his life.

Otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would have been severely injured.

"Stinky little brat, I'll make sure you don't die a good death!"

The black-clothed big man was furious, and his heart was also endlessly shocked.

Unexpectedly, it was an array?

Among loose cultivators, there are few who know arrays. Where did this array come from?

"Could it be drawn by his elders to protect him? It's absolutely impossible for him to have drawn it himself..."

The black-clothed big man was wary in his heart. Although angry, he didn't dare to chase after Mo Hua rashly.

This little cultivator was a bit wicked and also quite good at acting. For a while, he couldn't figure out the truth and didn't dare to move lightly.

Moreover, he was afraid there were other arrays on the ground.

Mo Hua was quite regretful seeing that the array hadn't exploded him to death.

Three sets of Grade 1 Earth Fire Arrays could even severely injure demon beasts. It seemed cultivators who had been in the cultivation world for a long time were more wary of other cultivators' methods.

Mo Hua secretly released his divine sense to observe the big man's condition.

The big man looked miserable, but his spiritual power still retained most of its strength.

His breathing was deep, and his body was sturdy. He was a peak Qi Refining Stage Nine body cultivator. Looking at his disregard for human life, he was likely a criminal cultivator with rich experience in fighting and killing people.

Although injured by the Earth Fire Array explosion, one arm was wasted, but the other arm was still unimpaired.

Dealing with him would still be very troublesome.

Both were somewhat wary and confronted each other for a while. The big man didn't dare to chase, and Mo Hua thought for a moment, then panicked and fled, his steps chaotic and frantic.

"Want to run?"

The big man's gaze turned cold. He had suffered such a great loss and would definitely not let Mo Hua go.

He wanted to chase after him, but he didn't know what other methods this little cultivator had, and his heart was wary. For a moment, he couldn't decide.

Just then, Mo Hua's foot stepped on a stone and he slipped, falling to the ground.

Seeing this, the big man's expression was ferocious.

He concluded that this little brat was truly in a panic and had nowhere to go!

The black-clothed big man's figure suddenly leaped out, following the mountain path Mo Hua had taken. In a few large strides, he arrived in front of Mo Hua.

"Little brat, see where you can run!"

The big man stretched out his big hand and grabbed towards Mo Hua.

But Mo Hua, who had fallen to the ground, moved like flowing water, sticking to the ground and flowing. In an instant, he disappeared from in front of the big man, and suddenly, he reappeared behind him.

The big man grabbed at empty air, and his heart was shocked.

"Body technique?!"

This little brat actually knew a body technique?!

The big man's cold sweat immediately flowed freely. He barely turned his head to look and saw Mo Hua already standing behind him, pinching a jade talisman in his fingers.

The big man's pupils instantly widened, "Talisman?"

Mo Hua urged the talisman with his spiritual power. A red light flashed on the talisman, spiritual power shook, and fierce flames spurted out, directly engulfing the black-clothed big man.

This talisman was seized by Old Zhao from a cultivator of the Qian family and given to Mo Hua for defense.

The talisman was called the Fierce Flame Talisman, a Grade 1 talisman. Sealed inside was a spell of Qi Refining Stage Nine power—the Fierce Flame Technique.

Mo Hua first pretended to escape, then slipped and fell, deceiving the black-clothed cultivator into lowering his guard.

Then he instantly used the Passing Water Step, circled behind the big man, and urged the Fierce Flame Talisman before the big man could react or avoid it.

Talismans were very expensive, so they couldn't be wasted. He had to seize the timing, make full use of it, and unleash the talisman's maximum power.

Completely unprepared, the big man was ambushed by Mo Hua from behind and took a spell of Qi Refining Stage Nine power head-on. He instantly felt his whole body burning, his meridians scorching with pain.

At the same time, Mo Hua backhanded the Thousand Jun Rod from his storage bag again.

Taking advantage of the big man's heavy injury and swaying, Mo Hua raised the Thousand Jun Rod high, injected spiritual power, and urged the Thousand Jun Array.

A gray light flashed, and the Thousand Jun Rod instantly became heavy as a thousand jun, carrying the force of the wind, and smashed down fiercely.

"Clang!"

This rod smashed onto the black-clothed big man's forehead.

The big man's scalp felt intense pain.

Mo Hua's tiger mouth was shaken numb.

"He is indeed a body cultivator. His head is really hard."

Mo Hua secretly said, then raised the Thousand Jun Rod again and, as before, smashed another one towards the black-clothed big man's forehead.

The big man's head was dizzy, and his consciousness began to blur.

Mo Hua delivered another rod in one go.

After smashing it, he realized he hadn't shouted the name of the move, losing much of the momentum. So he added another rod and at the same time shouted loudly: "Momentum like a thousand jun!"

The black-clothed big man finally couldn't hold on. His eyes rolled back, he swayed, and finally knelt down with a "putong" sound, then fell face down on the ground.

Mo Hua released his divine sense, observing the big man's spiritual power state.

He found that the spiritual power in the big man's meridians was wandering everywhere, indeed slowly flowing uncontrollably.

This meant the big man had fainted.

Mo Hua was still not quite at ease. He added another Fireball Technique, then raised the Thousand Jun Rod and with effort broke all four limbs of the completely defenseless big man, then let out a breath.

Mo Hua was tired and panting.

He was not a body cultivator. Even with the help of an array, smashing several Thousand Jun Rods still made his arms sore.

But his purpose was achieved.

The black-clothed big man, who had been so fierce earlier, now lay on the ground, his spiritual power chaotic, his blood energy weak, and his four limbs unable to move.

Mo Hua confirmed that this black-clothed big man would be unable to cause any trouble again in a short time, then immediately ran to Ji Li's location.

Blood was still flowing from Ji Li's body.

Mo Hua's expression was grim. He hurriedly fed him a Small Return Pill, then ground several Stop Bleeding Pills, sprinkled the powder on Ji Li's wounds, and after that, fed him two Blood Energy Pills.

Small Return Pills saved lives, Stop Bleeding Pills stopped bleeding, and Blood Energy Pills replenished blood energy.

These were all things Old Feng Mister had taught him, which could be used for temporary emergency aid to save a life.

After that, Mo Hua observed Ji Li's meridians with his divine sense and also let out a breath.

Although Ji Li's breathing was weak, his spiritual power was still flowing, and his wounds were gradually healing.

"It's good that he's not dead."

Mo Hua lit the fireworks, releasing the signal.

Although his life was temporarily preserved, he still needed to be sent to Old Feng Mister for treatment quickly, otherwise the situation would still be more bad than good.

Mo Hua was alone and didn't have the strength to carry Ji Li down the mountain.

Moreover, Ji Li was covered in blood, which could easily attract demon beasts. Even a Grade 1 late-stage demon beast would be more troublesome to deal with.

He could only hope that some demon hunters nearby would see the fireworks and rush over to support early, which might preserve Ji Li's life.

Ji Li lay on the ground covered in blood. After a while, his fingers moved slightly, seeming to have some reaction.

"Ji big brother! Ji big brother!" Mo Hua shouted several times.

Ji Li seemed to hear him. He slowly opened his eyes, saw Mo Hua was fine, seemed to let out a breath, then his eyes gradually lost focus, and his eyes slowly closed again.

This was a sign of divine sense scattering.

Mo Hua was startled. He knew it was bad. Once a cultivator's divine sense scattered, even if their physical body was saved, they were no different from a dead person.

To live, they still needed to have an obsession.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then said: "Ji big brother, if you die, what will Fu Lan sister do?"

Ji Li's eyelids trembled slightly.

Mo Hua continued: "Ji uncle is still waiting to drink your wedding wine."

Ji Li's eyes didn't open, but tears still flowed from the corners of his eyes.

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