Chapter 501: Very Strong

Chapter 502: Against One's Will

Elder Song was, of course, afraid.

Zhang Quan didn't understand, but he did.

This young boy looked young, his face still bearing childishness, but his divine sense was solid, his aura profound, and he could manifest spells and arrays...

This was fundamentally a divine sense inheritance from certain large families and clans.

Moreover, he had been hidden beforehand, and the array sneak attack, along with the spells, could both trap and kill the enemy.

He had clearly been through countless battles and was rich in experience.

Not to mention that they had been sneak attacked, two had died, one was injured, and the remaining himself and Zhang Quan were both severely wounded, their strength greatly diminished.

Even if several of them were completely unharmed and at full strength, they would probably lose more than win against this small cultivator.

He still didn't know what trump cards this small boy still had up his sleeve.

Elder Song was anxious in his heart:

Must run!

Must, must run!

Not running was purely "sending himself" to his death.

As for Zhang Quan, he was of the younger generation, and it was only right for him to take the lead for these elders, even sacrificing a little; this was also an embodiment of his "filial piety."

Under Zhang Quan's disbelieving gaze, Elder Song hunched his back and fled in panic, completely devoid of the demeanor of an ancestor or elder.

Just as Elder Song reached the edge of Mo Hua's sea of consciousness and was about to escape,

Mo Hua pointed his finger and cast the Water Prison technique.

Blue silk, like flowing water, turned into a prison, binding Elder Song in place.

Elder Song's eyes widened.

What a fast spell!

His cloudy eyes shifted, his body shortened, and he shed his skin and shrunk his bones, like a bamboo shoot peeled of its outer skin, escaping from the bind of the Water Prison technique.

Mo Hua showed a slight look of surprise.

Indeed, he was not unworthy of being a well-known Elder of the Zhang family; he had some skill.

Mo Hua pointed again, and the Water Prison technique suddenly appeared, trapping Elder Song again.

Elder Song was trapped again and secretly cursed:

"What the hell is this spell?"

"The spell is not for killing, but for control."

"How can there be a cultivator in this world who specializes in cultivating such a disgusting spell?"

Elder Song shed his skin and molted his bones again, becoming shorter, and escaped again.

Mo Hua's small hand still pointed forward casually, generating the Water Prison technique again, trapping the short Elder Song again.

At the same time, beneath Elder Song's feet, golden array patterns also appeared.

In a few breaths, they condensed into a Golden Lock Array, golden light flourished, and golden locks in layers trapped Elder Song.

The escape route was right in front.

Clearly, if he took a few more steps, he could escape.

At that time, he would report to the ancestor, gather the successive elders of the Zhang family, rush in together, kill this small boy, and devour him!

But in just these few steps, Elder Song couldn't take them at all.

It seemed that no matter how he struggled or tried, he couldn't escape from this small boy's grasp.

Elder Song was extremely angry, and simply stopped escaping. His body suddenly swelled, his face turned green, fangs appeared, his white eyes turned red and were full of blood vessels.

"Good! Little boy, you are bullying people too much! Today, I will not rest until one of us is dead!"

Elder Song's momentum greatly increased.

Mo Hua saw the situation and his expression also became serious.

This Elder Song should have a high seniority and be old in qualifications in the Zhang family. Mo Hua wanted to see what other means this Elder Song had...

A great battle was on the verge of breaking out...

After a cup of tea.

Mo Hua looked at the bruised and swollen-faced, dying Elder Song lying on the ground, a look of speechlessness on his face...

You didn't have any other means, did you?

From beginning to end, it was Mo Hua who was pressing the attack with spells and arrays, and in addition to attacking, he was also assisting with the control of the Water Prison technique and the Golden Lock Array.

Elder Song took a few steps, was trapped, and then Mo Hua hit him at a fixed point.

He took a few more steps, was trapped again, and continued to be bombarded by spells.

He hadn't even reached Mo Hua's front before he was struck down and lay dying on the ground...

It was a pity that he had the momentum of "not resting until one of us is dead" before.

Mo Hua was speechless and couldn't help but say to Elder Song, who was lying on the ground:

"I overestimated you, you are so weak..."

Elder Song, who was lying on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was extremely depressed in his heart.

It wasn't that he was weak, but that he fundamentally had no opportunity to exert his strength.

He was controlled all the way, unable to get close, and had no opportunity to attack, his ten percent strength couldn't even exert one percent. Anyone who came would be defeated.

Five "zombies" from the Zhang family came.

Two turned into smoke and disappeared, one was injured, and the remaining Zhang Quan and Elder Song were also lying on the ground...

Zhang Quan saw that Elder Song, this senior elder of the Zhang family, was also tied up and beaten like a "grandson" with no power to fight back, and his face was completely pale.

At this moment, he deeply realized the difference between himself and Mo Hua.

Outside, Mo Hua was only insidious and troublesome.

But in the sea of consciousness, Mo Hua could simply be called terrifying!

How did their Zhang family provoke this "little ancestor"?

Elder Song was bombarded by the Ground Fire Array and Fireball technique until his body was covered in burns, and he also felt that the vital energy of his divine sense was dissipating bit by bit. He said with both anxiety and hatred:

"Little Daoist friend, what exactly do you want to do?"

Mo Hua smiled slightly: "What you want to do, I just want to do."

Elder Song was startled, and then his face changed drastically:

This little boy, he wants to eat himself?!

Elder Song's thoughts turned urgently, and he hurriedly said:

"Little friend, you cultivate righteous path techniques, and walk a proper path, while we are evil spirits, ghost thoughts. Listen to this old man's advice, if you 'eat' us, it will dirty your Dao heart and damage your Dao foundation. Your mind will have big problems, you cannot eat!"

"It won't..." Mo Hua smiled.

This smile, among the innocence, carried a hint of evil.

Won't?

Why won't it?

Zhang Quan thought for a moment, and suddenly his body trembled, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and he said in shock:

"Those missing ancestors of the Zhang family, weren't they all... 'eaten' by you?!"

The remnant souls of the Zhang family ancestors resided in the ancestor chart and would not easily come out unless they were seeking food.

The last time the ancestor chart was in his hands, it was completely unharmed.

Later, it was stolen by Mo Hua, and when he found it again, several ancestors of the Zhang family were no longer there...

Surely, they had sought food in this little boy's sea of consciousness and were then "eaten" by him...

Just like they are now...

Zhang Quan's face was pale.

Elder Song also showed fear.

They had been making trouble for a long time, but this little boy was the big meal.

They were!

Mo Hua was slightly startled, and then he smiled, showing his white teeth, "You guessed..."

Zhang Quan and Elder Song trembled all over.

Elder Song said sternly: "Offending our Zhang family will not benefit you!"

However, in his tone, there was a hidden weakness within the severity.

Zhang Quan also said with hatred: "Old Ancestor will not let you go!"

Mo Hua was leisurely unafraid.

Not only that, but he also licked his lips, his gaze somewhat meaningful.

Zhang Quan was startled, and then his gaze was horrified.

No... won't it be?

This little boy... won't even his Zhang family's old ancestor, want to "eat" him?!

Elder Song also realized.

For a time, immense fear surged in their hearts.

That was their Zhang family's old ancestor!

There was actually someone bold enough to dare to have ideas about their old ancestor.

What made them even more afraid was that.

This small cultivator's divine sense was thick and immeasurable.

Moreover, he was deeply scheming and his means were terrifying.

With intention calculated against no intention, it was really possible to endanger their Zhang family's old ancestor!

Mo Hua saw their expressions and sighed:

"You know too much..."

Then, under the horrified gaze of Zhang Quan and Elder Song, he pointed a finger, a fireball suddenly appeared, spiritual power surged, and bombarded the two until only shadows remained, on the verge of perishing...

The sea of consciousness instantly quieted down a lot.

Mo Hua relaxed and sat cross-legged, starting to consider a problem:

"Should I or should I not 'eat' them?"

"Eating" them would enhance his divine sense, but it probably wouldn't reach thirteen patterns.

From twelve to thirteen, there was a bottleneck in divine sense, it wasn't so easy to break through.

Moreover, after "eating," he would still have to spend time refining.

He didn't have that time now.

Inside the ancestor chart, there were still many Zhang family ancestors. Once he was refining, if they rushed in, it wouldn't be good.

He was only one person, but the Zhang family ancestors were all in that chart.

It was equivalent to him alone confronting the successive zombie ancestors of the entire Zhang family clan.

Mo Hua shook his head.

One or two, even three or four, he wasn't afraid, but once there were many people, it wouldn't be easy to handle, and there was no room for mistakes.

Once he was caught with a flaw, injured, and surrounded again, it would be big trouble.

Now he was in the corpse mine, not in the cave mansion of his master and disciples, there was no master to take care of him, and no little senior brother or sister to help. If he was in danger, no one would back him up.

So he had to be cautious, even more cautious.

Especially, there was still that old ancestor on the opposite side.

Mo Hua didn't know what trump cards Zhang Quan's old ancestor had, nor had he fought against it.

But he didn't need to think, having lived for so long and eaten so many cultivators, this old ancestor's divine sense was certainly powerful, his scheming was necessarily deep, and his means were also not few.

Going on like this was not only fighting few against many, but also being surrounded by strong enemies.

Difficult upon difficult.

The danger was also very great...

"What to do?"

Mo Hua propped his cheek and pondered for a moment, suddenly his eyes lit up.

Zombies!

Control corpses!

The successive ancestors of the Zhang family were all zombies.

And since they were zombies, they could be controlled!

He just happened to have a kind of profound and secret corpse control method - the Spirit Hub Absolute Array!

Mo Hua pondered in his heart:

"Use the Spirit Hub Absolute Array to control the Zhang family's zombie elders and zombie disciples, and let them besiege the Zhang family's zombie old ancestor..."

"I will watch from the side, pick up scraps, and finish them off..."

"The risk is small, and it saves effort."

"Thus, the one fighting few against many is the Zhang family's old ancestor, and the one being surrounded by strong enemies is still his Zhang family's old ancestor..."

The situation reversed, and the momentum of attack and defense also changed!

Mo Hua's eyes shone with light, and he involuntarily nodded.

After that, he began to prepare.

First, he had to try whether the Spirit Hub Array could take effect in the sea of consciousness.

Mo Hua looked around and saw three human shadows.

Elder Song, Elder Si, and Zhang Quan.

They were all thought bodies, shaped like zombies, trapped and killed by Mo Hua's arrays and spells. Their divine senses were all severely damaged, their figures were dim, and they lay on the ground unable to get up.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, chose Zhang Quan and Elder Song, and with his divine sense, manifested array patterns, drawing the Spirit Hub Array at the heart meridian points of both of them.

As soon as the Spirit Hub Array was formed, a bright blue light flashed, and then it integrated into their bodies.

Afterward, the array patterns turned into threads, like blood vessels, like tentacles, like needles, bit by bit, wandering, sewing, and fusing into one within their bodies, thoroughly controlling them.

Mo Hua suddenly realized.

So the Spirit Hub Array took effect like this...

He had only used the Spirit Hub Array on the wooden puppet small tiger.

Puppets were dead objects, and their structure was simple, so controlling them was also simpler.

He had also used it on zombie bodies, one was a small zombie, and one was a corpse king, but neither was complete.

On the small zombie body, he had only tampered with the sequence array patterns and had not reconstructed the Spirit Hub Array.

On the corpse king's body, he had only painted over and covered Lu Chengyun's Spirit Hub Evil Array, stealing his control rights, and had not completely built it.

Now, in the sea of consciousness, manifesting array patterns with divine sense to control iron corpse evil thoughts, each spirit and thread, every tiny detail was presented.

Only now could Mo Hua deeply observe the constituent effects of the Spirit Hub Array and profoundly experience its array principles.

Only now did Mo Hua understand that his previous understanding of the Spirit Hub Array was still somewhat crude and superficial.

Now, learning and using, manifesting array patterns, controlling iron corpses, and applying it deeply, he could understand it more thoroughly.

This was a good opportunity to deepen his comprehension of the Spirit Hub Array!

Mo Hua was greatly invigorated, and then he concentrated, manifesting array patterns while observing the movement of the spirit threads, thinking about the structure of spiritual power, and practicing the control method of the spiritual power hub...

His grasp and comprehension of the Spirit Hub Array were also deepening bit by bit...

At the same time, the heart meridian points of the two zombies, Zhang Quan and Elder Song, were also drawn with the Spirit Hub Array by Mo Hua, and the spirit threads spread to their limbs, thoroughly controlling them.

Mo Hua's divine sense moved, controlling the two to stand up.

The two indeed stood up straight according to Mo Hua's thoughts.

However, both had their eyes closed and were unconscious, like true puppets.

Mo Hua controlled Zhang Quan to raise his hand and slap Elder Song, and then controlled Elder Song to slap Zhang Quan.

Afterward, he made them slap each other repeatedly.

Neither of them resisted.

Mo Hua controlled them to fight each other again.

They also did so.

However, both were severely injured, and they were controlled by Mo Hua, so their movements were clumsy and their power was not strong.

Mo Hua was a little disappointed.

Too weak...

This level simply couldn't threaten the Zhang family's old ancestor.

"Or, wake them up?"

Mo Hua decided to try.

He thoroughly refined the two Zhang family disciples and the severely injured and unconscious Elder Si with the Melting Fire Array, and then fed them to Zhang Quan and Elder Song.

Indeed, the injuries of the two were repaired, and their auras also gradually increased.

After a moment, both Zhang Quan and Elder Song opened their eyes.

They accidentally discovered that their "bodies" were not their own.

No matter what they wanted to do, their bodies would not move.

Meanwhile, at the side, Mo Hua smiled and looked at them.

Their hearts turned cold.

What bad idea was this small boy thinking of again?

"You are now my 'people', you must listen to my commands!" Mo Hua instructed.

Zhang Quan felt utterly absurd in his heart.

What did this small boy say?

How could I possibly be your "person", how could I possibly listen to your commands?

I hate to kill you and then be happy!

Mo Hua commanded: "Zhang Quan, slap Elder Song."

Zhang Quan's heart was even colder. "You want me to slap, and I'll slap? How is that possible? To do such a greatly disrespectful..."

Before he finished thinking, he discovered that his hand had already slapped Elder Song's face...

Zhang Quan was shocked.

Elder Song was even more shocked.

Zhang Quan was a junior, how could he listen to this small boy's command and slap him, an ancestor?

Mo Hua was very satisfied and said to Elder Song again:

"You slap back."

Elder Song indeed also slapped Zhang Quan.

At this point, Zhang Quan realized something was wrong.

Zhang Quan said angrily: "Little boy, what did you do to us?"

Elder Song also said in shock and anger: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Mo Hua was speechless: "How could I possibly tell you? Do you think I'm stupid?"

And then he muttered again: "Cannot let them speak, otherwise it will expose my plan..."

Can I make them shut up?

Mo Hua's heart moved, and at the heart meridian points of Zhang Quan and Elder Song, a blue light slightly brightened, and array patterns emerged. These array patterns derived spirit threads, spreading upward, like needles, sewing up the mouths of Zhang Quan and Elder Song.

Zhang Quan and Elder Song stared with wide eyes, their expressions horrified, but they couldn't speak.

Mo Hua narrowed his eyes and smiled.

This was just right.

Zombies should look like zombies, don't talk nonsense!

After that, he hid his body, sat cross-legged, and prepared to wait for the rabbit, waiting for the other zombie elders of the Zhang family to come and try the control effect of the Spirit Hub Array.

After a while, indeed, another zombie elder, bringing two zombie disciples, entered Mo Hua's sea of consciousness.

As soon as the zombie elder entered the sea of consciousness, before he could lament Mo Hua's profound and pure divine sense, he discovered Zhang Quan and Elder Song standing like wooden stakes.

The two looked very strange.

Their bodies were tattered, covered in scorch marks, as if they had been through a fierce battle.

But their auras were very steady, even somewhat upright and peaceful, not like they had been through a battle...

"Elder Song?"

The zombie elder frowned and asked.

Elder Song didn't move, his eyes were clearly open, but he had no reaction.

The zombie elder muttered in his heart and shouted again, "Elder Song?"

"What's wrong?"

"What about Elder Si? And those two disciples?"

"How are you... like this?"

The zombie elder asked for a long time, but Elder Song didn't say a word.

The zombie elder's brows furrowed even tighter.