Chapter 701: Divine Ability

Three layers of strange thoughts receded from Mo Hua's body. Everything returned to its initial state, just like a pure young cultivator.

Only now, he looked at Master She with an expressionless face. Within his pale gold pupils, a hint of majesty was revealed, as if he were looking at an ant crawling on the ground.

Master She's gaze was filled with terror.

Suddenly, he had the illusion of facing a "god."

So many ferocious and terrifying demons were completely exterminated by this little Yan Wang using array methods in just one round.

Was this something a "person" could do?

But it's impossible...

Master She was clear in his heart that this young cultivator indeed had a physical body. His divine sense was also indeed pulled by himself from his sea of consciousness into the dream realm.

He was indeed a person!

However, could divine thoughts so strong truly be considered "person"?

Master She's face was pale, finding it hard to believe.

"Old scoundrel."

Mo Hua shouted, only to see Master She with a vacant and terrified expression, like someone whose god had deserted their house. Then he reached out and grabbed his neck, pulling him forward.

After walking a few steps, Mo Hua thought of something. He turned his head and looked at the demonic evil qi that had scattered around after being burned to death. Feeling that it couldn't be wasted, he opened his big mouth and suddenly sucked.

All the demonic thoughts in the sky were sucked into Mo Hua's mouth.

Master She saw this scene with his own eyes, and his whole body trembled even more, his soul scattering in fear.

This young cultivator, not only was he not eaten by the demons, but now he was actually doing the opposite...

"Eating" demons?

"I just brought in... what kind of little monster, into the River God's temple..."

Master She's face was like dead ash.

Evil spirits and demons, when miserable deaths were refined by evil god believers using blood, remnant fearful divine sense hatched. But their essence was no longer a person's "divine sense."

Instead, it was a kind of evil thought that fed on a person's divine sense.

Mo Hua sucked and ate a large amount of demonic evil thoughts. After slightly refining them, not only did he make up for the large amount of divine sense consumed just now, but his own divine thoughts seemed to have grown a bit more.

His divine sense had taken an obvious step from the sixteen-pattern realm towards the seventeen-pattern realm.

The demons here, he didn't know if the evil god personally raised them, but the evil thoughts were also "fatter." The divine sense after refining was also more abundant.

Compared to this, the demons in Yu Er's nightmares were very "thin."

Moreover, he didn't know if it was because he had "eaten" more, but in recent days, the number of demons in Yu Er's dream realm had also become less and less.

Mo Hua had been "hungry" for a long time, and now he finally had a rare full meal.

After swallowing the demonic evil thoughts, Mo Hua then held Master She's back neck with one hand and dragged him to continue walking into the River God's temple.

As he walked, Mo Hua could feel that the atmosphere in the River God's temple was becoming more and more oppressive.

Within the surrounding golden light, blood light filled the air.

Walking all the way to the front of the main hall, Mo Hua looked up and saw a huge River God statue.

This River God statue had a fish face and a human body. It wore a cloud-embroidered sea wave pattern robe. Its hands twisted secrets, placed at its sides. Its mouth was like a blood basin, its teeth were stark white. It sat high up, its gaze majestic and terrifying.

It was very similar to the god statue outside the temple.

But it was much larger, and its divine sense aura was more powerful, like a living god.

As soon as Master She saw the River God statue, he stopped pretending to be dead and lying still. He immediately knelt on the ground with a "putong" sound, knocking his head on the stone bricks. His actions were extremely pious. He trembled and said with trepidation:...

"Believer sees River God adult, sees God Master adult!"

The River God's posture was majestic, paying no attention.

Mo Hua looked up and said doubtfully, "You are the River God?"

Master She's heart trembled fiercely.

This little ghost, relying on his abilities, was truly reckless!

Seeing the River God, not only did he not kneel, but he actually rudely called the River God adult's name directly, completely without respect!

Good swimmers drown, good riders fall.

Having some ability, but not knowing the height of heaven and the depth of earth, will lead to a terrible death sooner or later.

How could you be presumptuous in front of the River God adult?

Master She secretly mocked in his heart.

But what he didn't expect was that the River God actually opened its mouth to speak.

"Yes..."

This voice was extremely deep, solemn, and reverent. It echoed in the River God's temple, actually having a faint heavy sound.

Master She buried his head even lower.

He was afraid of losing his manners in front of the River God, thereby provoking the River God adult's displeasure. But at the same time, he was also somewhat shocked in his heart.

In the one or two hundred years since he had offered sacrifices so many times, the River God adult had never given a single word of instruction.

But this little ghost, directly looked at the god, spoke without restraint, and was so rude... The River God adult actually still replied to his words?

And it seemed, not very angry?

Master She found it hard to believe.

"You, have offended the majesty of a god..." the River God's ancient and deep voice said.

Master She's heart tensed.

The River God was indeed angry. This boy was going to be unlucky!

"This one can let bygones be bygones..." the River God continued.

Master She: "..."

Mo Hua was also somewhat surprised, "I broke into your River God temple, saw your secret, and killed the demons you raised. You can still let bygones be bygones?"

Above the River God's fish head, its face was strange, unable to see joy or anger, but its voice revealed compassion:

"A god loves the people of the world. Your cultivation age is still young, ignorance is not a fault."

Mo Hua said strangely, "Then you are willing to let me go?"

The River God nodded and said, "Naturally."

"I still have several companions," Mo Hua said.

"They can also go."

"And two children. Before, they were sent to you as sacrifices by this old scoundrel..." Mo Hua pointed at the kneeling Master She and continued:

"... by him. I also want to bring them back."

The River God was silent for a moment. Its gaze slightly condensed, and it slowly said:

"These two children are people of fortune. I originally wanted to take them as attendants by my side. But your fortune is above theirs..."

"If you want these two children, you can take them away."

The piously kneeling Master She was stunned for a moment.

Did I... hear wrong?

This little ghost actually dared to ask for people in front of the River God adult's face? Asking three or five times?

And such a rude request, the River God adult actually...

Actually agreed?

Could it be that the River God adult is not a fierce god who kills people like hemp, but a good god who saves all beings?

This is not right...

But on the other hand, Mo Hua still seemed dissatisfied.

He thought for a moment, and then said, "I also want to bring back the fishermen cultivators in the plaza."

This time the River God's expression faltered. In its gaze, there was already some ice cold and indifferentness. There was no longer kindness in its tone.

"Young cultivator, knowing contentment often brings happiness, a good beginning leads to a good end."

"The favor I have bestowed upon you has already broken the rules. Do not push your luck and lose your sense of propriety, otherwise, disaster will surely follow..."

Mo Hua also nodded and said, "That's right, you hang a fish head and sell dog meat, killing so many people, eating so much divine sense, and refining so many evil spirits, you should also know when to stop..."

"I am speaking to you in a gentle voice and tone, which is already breaking the rules. Do not push your luck and lose your sense of propriety, otherwise, disaster will surely follow..."

The River God's fish head suddenly became ferocious. In its ice-cold wooden fish eyes, an evil and strange color was revealed.

Its voice was like being covered with the frost of severe winter:

"You... know?"

"How would you know?"

Hang a fish head and sell dog meat...

The River God's fish eyes instantly turned scarlet. "Small human animal, what audacity!"

Mo Hua stopped talking nonsense, and directly leaped up, throwing out a punch.

Master She was numb.

The River God smiled coldly, slowly stretched out a huge demonic claw, intertwined with blood color, and then grabbed towards Mo Hua.

A small white tender fist slammed onto the huge demonic claw.

With a booming sound, divine sense fluctuations transmitted outwards.

The River God's smile suddenly solidified.

Its huge demonic claw was directly blasted through by Mo Hua's fist. The divine sense virtual shadow above the demonic claw all dimmed.

And after blasting through the demonic claw, Mo Hua then threw another punch, straight towards the River God's fish head face.

The River God's gaze was shocked and trembled. It no longer dared to underestimate him, and hurriedly stood up, retreating backwards.

Mo Hua's punch missed. A pale blue light flashed on his body as he displayed the Passing Water Step, continuing to attack the River God.

The River God dodged twice, but because of its huge body, it couldn't completely avoid it, and was still struck on the abdomen by Mo Hua's fist.

A small fist contained such great power of divine sense, making the River God's entire god body tremble.

The River God was greatly angered, "Good, ignorant little child. You chose to drink the penalty wine instead of the fine wine. Today, don't blame me for being impolite!"

A wave of blood mist surged up, diffused for a moment, and then suddenly rolled back, condensing around the River God's body.

The River God's god body did not become larger, instead, it shrank, only a head taller than a normal adult cultivator. But its physique was more condensed.

It seemed that the appearance of the god statue just now was its deliberately dispersed divine sense to appear tall and imposing, used to deter believers.

When divine sense is diffused, its power will also be dispersed.

Now this appearance, with divine sense condensed within its body, was its true posture.

Mo Hua's eyes brightened, and his fighting spirit became more vigorous.

Since the quality of his divine sense changed and he swallowed the god marrow, he had not tasted defeat in contests of divine thoughts.

The daily demons were also fundamentally not his opponents.

He really wanted to know how strong his divine sense "physical body" was, and whether it could contend face-to-face with a true "god" and determine the victor.

Mo Hua stopped talking nonsense, flashed his body, and rushed up again, swinging his small fist, aiming a punch directly at the River God's face.

The River God was not careful, and was struck on the face by Mo Hua's fist. Its fish gills were deformed, and its body involuntarily retreated several steps.

After standing firm, the River God's eyes were completely red.

Its ferocious nature was also thoroughly stimulated. The cloud-embroidered sea wave pattern robe on its body also turned blood-red.

"Seeking death!"

The River God hissed in a low voice, like a demon. Its demonic claws were like wind, and it killed towards Mo Hua.

Mo Hua remained calm and unafraid, fighting the River God face-to-face.

For a time, figures intertwined, fists and claws contended, and the power stirred by strong divine sense was like the trembling of thunder drums, constantly transmitting outwards, shaking the dream realm's built temple. The ground bricks cracked, and the walls were mottled.

Master She, afraid of being affected, shivered and hid to one side, watching Mo Hua and the River God fight, shocked in his heart.

"This little ghost of only ten years old, actually relies on divine sense power to fight physically with a 'god'?!"

Master She felt utterly absurd.

And after fighting with Mo Hua for dozens of rounds like this, neither side had won or lost.

The River God's gaze involuntarily became cold. A pale gold color condensed on its demonic claw, and within the pale gold color, some blood red seeped in.

The River God's fish head revealed a hint of cold smile.

The pale gold demonic claw, carrying a fishy wind, suddenly tore towards Mo Hua.

Mo Hua detected something was wrong and also learned from the River God. He melted the pale gold god marrow silk into his fist and then threw out a punch, colliding hard with the River God's demonic claw.

More surging fluctuations transmitted. Two divine senses twisted and killed, and the ground bricks and stones all shattered.

Then, one person and one god were equally matched, each retreating two steps.

Mo Hua felt his small fist was a little sore and couldn't help but rub it.

The River God's demonic claw was unharmed, but its expression changed, and it looked at Mo Hua in shock, "You are not a person?!"

Mo Hua was displeased, "You are not a person!"

Immediately he reacted, "Oh right, you are indeed not a person."

The River God was slightly angry, its gaze cold, "Bearing god marrow, are you precisely a person, or a god?"

Mo Hua contained his smile and did not speak.

Seeing this, the River God's face involuntarily showed anger and said with a cold smile:

"Don't think that by chance obtaining some god marrow, you dare to despise gods."

"Gods are the masters of the ten thousand spirits of heaven and earth. The way of gods is a great taboo of longevity. You fundamentally know nothing."

"Well, too," The River God's right hand grasped, condensing a white bone fish fork. The sharp part of the fish fork had five reverse thorns, stained with blood poison.

"No matter what your origin, today you will all become my sacrifice."

"God marrow delivered to my door, why would I not collect it?"

Mo Hua's gaze slightly condensed.

The River God raised the white bone fish fork high. Above the fish fork, paths of blood thorns condensed from rotting and ulcerous evil thoughts were born. In just an instant, they broke through the air and killed towards Mo Hua.

A water shadow flashed on Mo Hua's body, displaying the Passing Water Step and calmly dodging.

The River God scoffed. Above the white bone fish fork, blood thorns condensed one after another, extremely scarlet, and stabbed even more densely towards Mo Hua.

Mo Hua saw that he couldn't dodge and pointed a finger. A fireball condensed, drawing out a path of fire light, and flew straight towards the River God.

The fireball and blood thorns collided in the air, turning into a cloud of blood and fire red mist.

The River God's expression was startled, "Spell?"

Mo Hua also wasted no words.

Since he didn't want to engage in close combat, then he would play remote spells.

Originally, he was not a body cultivator, and close combat was not his strong suit either.

Mo Hua's pupils were deep, his divine sense flowed, and his fingers frequently pointed. One after another, fireballs connected end to end, like continuous crossbow arrows, going straight towards the River God.

At first, the River God still wanted to use the white bone fish fork to display blood thorns and meet the enemy.

But in a moment, it discovered that the fireballs were more and more, and faster and faster, far exceeding the speed at which its blood thorns condensed, several times faster.

Dense fireballs. The blood thorns fundamentally couldn't block them.

In just a few rounds, a fireball hit the River God, exploding into a cloud of fire mist.

Then more and more fireballs, one after another, bombarded the River God's body. Paths of flames exploded, swallowing the River God's god body.

A moment later, the fire light dissipated, revealing the River God's form. Although somewhat dishevelled, there were no major injuries.

Just its expression was already thoroughly ferocious. Its whiskers and gills flared outwards, its fangs were exposed, and it no longer had the majesty of a god, looking like a river monster.

This little ghost was actually so troublesome!

"These means, it seems they can't take you down..."

"Since that's the case, I'll let you see the true way of gods, let you know what true gods are!"

Mo Hua's expression was slightly alert. He felt the River God's momentum growing stronger and stronger.

At the same time, on the River God's body, a mysterious stock of great way rhyme surged up.

Mo Hua remembered what Huang Shan Jun said, that gods are born bearing the great way, and the heaven-born just control a part of the heaven and earth rules.

And at this time in the River God's temple, the surroundings were all soaked with water vapor. It seemed that the law of the water system great way had penetrated, and all the divine sense constructs began to gradually distort due to the law's interference.

A drop of blood water dripped from the sky, smashing onto the floor, splashing out blood-colored water flowers.

Then the second drop, the third drop... more and more dense.

Blood rain poured down from the sky.

Mo Hua vaguely felt something was wrong.

This blood rain was too strange, and the aura of heaven and earth law around it was also too strong. At a glance, it was clearly not a good thing.

Mo Hua didn't know what move this big fish-headed River God was about to use, so he rubbed oil on his feet and secretly slipped towards a distant place.

Among the thirty-six stratagems, walking is the best. First, avoid the sharp edge, then make a long-term plan.

But before he could run far, the fish-headed River God suddenly cracked open its big mouth and said with a ferocious smile:

"Want to run? Too late!"

"Then let you see how gods are born bearing the way of heaven and earth, thoroughly understanding the profound principles and innate law door of all things..."

"Divine ability——Immeasurable Blood River!"

Mo Hua was shocked to hear these words.

Divine ability?!

The innate law door of gods?

He had actually never heard of it. Even Huang Shan Jun had never mentioned it.

And as soon as the River God's words fell, it turned its body, as if it had fused with the blood rain of this heaven and earth.

Then the blood rain became bigger and bigger. In less than ten breaths, it gathered into a vast blood river, surging and sweeping, like an evil dragon stirring wind and waves, rushing and swallowing all the walls, buildings, and halls in the temple.

From the front of the River God's temple, the blood river surged, swallowing everything, extending all the way to the back hall, but stopping in front of the plaza.

In the plaza, numerous fishermen cultivators knelt and worshipped.

They had sought it themselves. For the River God to provide faith, the River God did not want to harm its own foundation.

But such a vast blood river was enough to drown Mo Hua.

Mo Hua was drowning in the water, like being imprisoned in a boundless water prison, his chest stuffy and suffocated.

Within the blood river, gods' law, evil god's evil thoughts, and bloody evil thoughts power were intertwined and mixed.

Like divine sense poison, and divine thoughts corrupting water, it was constantly eroding Mo Hua's divine sense incarnation.

Mo Hua was swallowed by the immeasurable blood river, like a child drowning in blood water. His small hands and feet still struggled, but he could only watch himself being wrapped by the vortex, sinking towards the bottom of the evil bloody strange river.

The River God looked at this scene, revealing an ice-cold smile.

But a moment later, its smile solidified again.

Not right...

The River God's gaze revealed a slight alarm, and its expression also became heavier and heavier.

It felt a stock of aura similar to "way" spreading, expanding, and condensing at the bottom of the river, until... it erupted like a volcano.

The blood river instantly turned red.

Even red to the point of shining.

But this red was not blood red, but fire red.

Just like a volcano erupting at the bottom of the river, fierce fire sprayed out, burning the river water until it was boiling hot.

The river surface gradually boiled, and a large amount of blood water evaporated.

Within the vast blood river, a large area of blood water was evaporated, and then other blood water flowed back, rolled back, forming a vortex, and then was steamed into water vapor drop by drop.

This cycle repeated until the entire blood river was burned and evaporated by the fierce fire.

Dry heat lingered in the air.

White steam curled up.

The remaining blood rain carried a scalding temperature.

And Mo Hua just stood in his original place, with fierce fire lingering around his body.

The endless blood river was burned and refined empty by him.

The River God gasped, its expression extremely heavy.

Mo Hua slowly turned his head, looked towards the River God, his small face serious, and stated his move domineeringly:

"Divine ability!"

"Karma fire burns the river!"

The River God was startled, and finally couldn't help but scold out:

"Yellow-mouthed child! What nonsense are you talking about? When can I not see it? What you just used was clearly an array method!"

"Almost..." Mo Hua muttered.

The River God's eye twitched madly.

Array method, divine ability...

In some sense, indeed almost.

But this level of array method, is it really something a person can display?

How deep must one's understanding of array methods be to be able to construct such a powerful array method instantly in the dream realm by borrowing divine sense?

In that instant, the god and its believers had the same thought.

This little ghost... can he really be considered a "person"?