Chapter 753: Want to Run?

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Sunlight, bright and beautiful, shone from the sky into the mountain forest, fragmented into fine points of light by layers of branches and leaves. It seeped into the forest, falling on the ground, creating a mottled pattern.

The fallen leaves on the ground had accumulated very thickly.

This was a dense, vast mountain forest, rarely reached by human footsteps.

Mo Hua compared it with the map in his mind and roughly determined the direction.

This mountain forest was located at the boundary between the outer and inner dangerous mountains. It was very remote, with few demon beasts appearing, and far from the mountain gate.

The round trip was too long and consumed too much time.

So, ordinary disciples would fundamentally not come to this place to hunt demons.

A faint mist floated between the trees, mixed with pungent miasma. The atmosphere was deathly silent and somewhat oppressive.

Mo Hua and the others followed the pink bloodstains on the ground and the drag marks of the demon beast, step by step, moving deeper into the mountain forest.

After walking for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the bloodstains disappeared.

The ground was a chaotic mess of mountain stones, grass, and wood, with no visible traces.

Situ Jian and the others silently looked towards Mo Hua.

Linghu Xiao, unclear why, also looked at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua lowered his head, his eyes suddenly becoming dark and profound. Heavenly mechanism patterns appeared at the bottom of his eyes, and the causal lines in front of him gradually intertwined.

A streak of deep red qi slowly appeared and floated towards the distance.

Mo Hua followed it with a point and said:

“This way.”

After speaking, Mo Hua led the way, following the direction of the causal qi and heading deeper into the mountain forest.

Situ Jian and the others followed behind him with a matter-of-fact expression.

Only Linghu Xiao was a little confused.

“This... how do you see that?”

Seeing Mo Hua and the others quickly walk away, Linghu Xiao didn't ask further and just silently followed.

After walking for another period, Mo Hua suddenly stopped and said with a slightly solemn expression:

“Be careful, just ahead.”

Situ Jian and the others' expressions turned serious, and they all nodded.

Linghu Xiao was startled, still not understanding in his heart.

How was this seen again?

His sword heart was clear, his perception was very strong, and his divine sense was not weak. But now, within the range of his divine sense, there were no traces at all.

Yet Mo Hua had already discovered the enemy?

How strong was his divine sense exactly?

Linghu Xiao was secretly alarmed, but in this situation, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart.

Under Mo Hua's guidance, several people restrained their breath, held their breath, lightened their footsteps, and walked for a while longer. Then Linghu Xiao's pupils slightly contracted.

He sensed a powerful aura.

This aura, mixed with bloody demon qi, made his sword heart tremble faintly.

After walking a few more steps, Situ Jian and the others also perceived that fierce aura, and their expressions all turned solemn.

Mo Hua's expression, however, remained as usual. He kept walking until about a hundred zhang away, then stopped, turned back, and made a hand gesture, indicating for everyone to hide.

Several people found a dense bush and a large tree, hid behind the tree, and looked through the dense forest towards the front.

They saw that in front of several ancient trees as thick as they could hug, a blood-colored furred, pink-blooded, slender and charming fox demon lay on the ground, already breathless.

It was exactly that Blood Charm Fox.

And beside the Blood Charm Fox, there was a tall figure, wrapped in a black long robe, unable to see its face and body – a "monster".

This monster was just lying beside the Blood Charm Fox, eating the demon blood, swallowing the demon blood. A crunching sound of chewing came from its mouth, and its breathing was like that of a wild beast.

Eating demon beasts raw?

Mo Hua and the others all had somewhat solemn expressions.

Hao Xuan was about to speak, but Mo Hua made a "silence" gesture and then waved his hand, leading everyone to distance themselves a bit further. Then he nodded, indicating that everyone could speak.

Hao Xuan lowered his voice and said:

“What is this thing?”

“Person? Or demon beast?”

“Or... demon cultivator?”

“It's possible it's a demon cultivator...” Situ Jian also said in a low voice.

“Do you know how to distinguish demon cultivators?” Hao Xuan asked again, “Or rather, what's the difference between a demon cultivator and a demon cultivator?”

Situ Jian and the others were a little startled.

Usually, demon cultivator and demon cultivator were used interchangeably, and they couldn't distinguish the specific differences.

Anyway, according to the Dao laws, regardless of whether it was a demon cultivator or a demon cultivator, they were all to be chopped down and killed.

Mo Hua saw that they didn't understand, thought for a moment, and then said:

“According to the classification of the Dao Court Division, a demon cultivator actually refers to 'demon path cultivators', which is a general term for cultivators who practice evil demon external path methods, including but not limited to demon cultivators, corpse cultivators, evil cultivators, ghost cultivators, demon cultivators, etc....”

“And according to the cultivation method, different categories of demon cultivators each have their own differences.”

“Demon cultivators eat human flesh, corpse cultivators refine human corpses, evil cultivators gather vital energy, ghost cultivators refine souls, and demon cultivators primarily absorb and extract others' spiritual power.”

“Because the demon cultivator's forces are the largest, other evil demon cultivators mostly attach themselves to demon cultivator sects, so generally cultivators of the demon, corpse, evil, and ghost types are also all called demon cultivators...”

These were things Mo Hua had inquired about specifically from Uncle Gu Changhuai when he was doing rewards before, in order to more professionally "chop demons and exterminate evils".

Hao Xuan nodded and praised:

“Little senior brother, you really know a lot.”

Then he said again with doubt: “Then this 'monster', which eats demons but not humans, what is it considered?”

Situ Jian shook his head, “Who says it hasn't eaten humans? If it can eat demon beasts raw, let alone humans.”

“Moreover, looking at its appearance, its divine sense seems to be a bit problematic, with demon nature overwhelming human nature?”

Mo Hua nodded slightly, “Yes.”

He could feel that although this "monster" had intelligence, its divine thought fluctuations were abnormally chaotic. It seemed that its demon power had backfired, its mind was chaotic, and for a time it had fallen into the state of a wild beast.

Situ Jian asked: “What do we do now?”

He looked again at the monster that had just torn apart the demon beast with its bare hands and was swallowing the flesh raw, his brows tightly furrowed. “Looking at its aura, I'm afraid it has late-stage Foundation Establishment strength. It's estimated to be not easy to deal with...”

Mo Hua stared at the monster for a moment, weighed it in his heart for a moment, and his gaze turned cold:

“Kill it!”

Situ Jian asked: “Don't leave it alive?”

Mo Hua shook his head, “This monster's strength is too strong. We are not qualified to leave it alive. When we make a move, we must strike to kill and cannot have a moment of hesitation.”

“Moreover, if it is a demon cultivator, even if we leave it alive, we might not necessarily be able to ask anything.”

“If there are truly secrets in its body, even if it dies, its corpse will 'speak'.”

Everyone looked at each other, nodded, and said in a deep voice:

“Alright!”

Mo Hua calculated for a moment in his heart, then spoke concisely and stated his plan. Then he looked at Linghu Xiao again and cautioned:

“Linghu, your sword art is very strong, but don't show off. You must act according to the plan and cooperate with Situ and the others.”

Linghu Xiao had a confident look, but he still nodded sensibly.

Although he liked to fight, he could still clearly distinguish between important and urgent matters.

And then everyone began to act according to the plan.

Mo Hua and Hao Xuan set up arrays separately in the surroundings.

That monster's divine sense was abnormal and it was greedy for blood, only busy gnawing on the flesh, and did not perceive any abnormality.

After setting up the arrays, Mo Hua gave Linghu Xiao a look.

Linghu Xiao slowly drew his sword, his aura climbed around him, spiritual power circulated from his meridians, urging sword qi, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, sharp like sword light.

Between the suppressed mountain forest, the killing intent of sword qi gradually permeated.

When his sword qi accumulated to a certain extent, the "monster" that was just swallowing the demon beast seemed to have some awareness.

Its eating speed slowed down.

After being stunned for a moment, the monster suddenly turned its head and looked towards Linghu Xiao.

Under the black long robe, the monster's face was empty, only two eyes with vertical pupils revealing a bloodthirsty light.

Linghu Xiao's heart turned cold, but at the same time, his sword qi had already condensed to the extreme.

The ancient plain moon-colored long sword pointed forward, and a streak of surging and brilliant Chongxu sword qi broke through the air, like a string of moonlight, carrying sharp killing intent, and struck towards the monster.

This sword was extremely powerful.

As the sword light approached, although this monster was powerful, its remaining instinct still forced it to avoid its edge.

The monster's four limbs touched the ground, and it was about to crawl away.

Just at this moment, Mo Hua's fingers pointed, and a path of deep blue water light appeared, suddenly condensing into paths of restraints, locking down the monster's body.

Water Prison Technique!

Although it was only for a few breaths, the Water Prison Technique was then broken free by this monster, but it still delayed it for a moment.

And with this delayed time, Linghu Xiao's full force urged Chongxu sword light had already descended.

Like the moon's reflection in a lake.

The sword light broke through the flesh.

The sharp ethereal sword light directly chopped at the monster's back, chopping open its black robe, and also chopping open its skin and flesh.

Black blood splattered around.

The monster roared, and a violent aura, carrying a foul wind, swept outwards.

Mo Hua and the others' pupils contracted.

What strong demon power!

And as the black robe was chopped open by the sword qi, the monster also revealed its figure.

Sure enough, it was a demon cultivator!

Although its four limbs were on the ground, its human shape could be clearly seen. Under the black robe, the exposed skin and flesh were reddish-brown and mixed with long hair.

Its hands, like those of a demon beast, had become sharp claws.

Its head was still wrapped in the black robe, but it exposed teeth like those of a dog, its eyes were ferocious and lacked intelligence. The whole person was like a "werewolf" after demonization.

Mo Hua said in a deep voice:

“Brother Yang!”

Yang Qianjun responded and rushed out, his long spear breaking through the air, carrying a point of gold light, and directly aimed at the demon cultivator's throat.

He wore a set of custom armor.

This set of armor, named Cloud Mountain Armor, had cloud patterns on it, unmoving like a mountain. Inside were carved wind and earth-stone arrays, providing firm defense without affecting body movement speed.

Although Yang Qianjun was also a body cultivator, his routine was different from Cheng Mo's.

Cheng Mo could carry and fight, suitable for wearing heavy armor and standing alone on one side.

Yang Qianjun, originating from the military path, was more skilled at close-quarters guerrilla warfare.

At this time, Cheng Mo was injured, so they could only rely on Yang Qianjun in the front.

Although there was a disparity in strength between the two sides, Yang Qianjun didn't need to fight this demon cultivator to the death and decide victory or defeat.

He only needed to prioritize defense, use attack as a supplement, circle close to it, and hold this demon cultivator.

This demon cultivator was held back by Yang Qianjun.

It waved its sharp claws, pouncing like a wolf demon, but because its divine sense was chaotic and only instinct remained, Yang Qianjun always dodged using his rich experience.

When he truly couldn't dodge, Yang Qianjun relied on the Cloud Mountain Armor and withstood the blow head-on.

Although his blood qi surged and his flesh hurt with every resistance, he could still hold on for a short time.

And in the distance, Situ Jian and Linghu Xiao began to urge their sword qi to attack.

Lihuo sword qi and Chongxu sword qi drew across the air, intertwining with each other, constantly twisting and killing the demon cultivator's flesh.

The melee in the mountain forest instantly intensified.

The demon cultivator's injuries were gradually worsening.

But the first to be unable to hold on would necessarily be Yang Qianjun.

Confronting this powerful demon cultivator in the front was truly too exhausting, and he had to be fully concentrated, with his divine sense tense, without the slightest slack.

Once he made a mistake and exposed a flaw, the consequences would be unthinkable.

As the demon cultivator's injuries worsened, its madness burst out, and its offensive became faster and fiercer.

Yang Qianjun gritted his teeth and bitterly held on. Although Mo Hua assisted from the side with spells, pulling the demon cultivator's attack, he was also almost at his limit.

Mo Hua saw the situation and shouted:

“Hao Xuan!”

Hao Xuan immediately took out a demon stench pill and crushed it.

This pill was refined using demon stench grass, carrying a rotten stench. Like demon stench grass, it could attract demon beasts.

When the demon stench pill was crushed, the stench spread out.

The demon cultivator, who was already "demonized," instinctively stopped its actions, led by the smell.

It sniffed in the air, saliva mixed with demon blood flowed out, and then a pair of blood-red eyes instantly locked onto Hao Xuan.

Hao Xuan only felt his hair stand on end. Without the slightest hesitation, he pulled his legs and ran.

And in just moments, the demon cultivator roared and, carrying a foul wind, rushed towards Hao Xuan.

Yang Qianjun seized the opportunity to breathe, immediately sat in meditation, took a pill, and restored his spiritual power.

On the other side, the demon cultivator's speed was extremely fast. Hao Xuan also urged his movement technique to the extreme and ran desperately.

But he didn't escape aimlessly.

Instead, following Mo Hua's instructions, he led this demon cultivator towards the periphery where the arrays had already been set up.

Before long, the surrounding arrays were triggered one by one.

There were trapping arrays such as quicksand array, earth prison array, gold lock array, and killing arrays such as ground fire array, ground killing array, gold blade array, etc.

Between the deep forests, rumbling sounds rose and fell.

Forest trees shook, grass and stones rolled, and the lights of the five elements and eight trigrams spiritual power constantly flickered.

Linghu Xiao watched in thought.

Even Situ Jian and the others, who were familiar with Mo Hua, were alarmed.

Little senior brother... just how many arrays has he buried...

Mo Hua had indeed buried many arrays.

And among them, most were second-grade high-rank entry arrays with seventeen patterns.

Mo Hua, for the sake of being low-key, usually used second-grade middle-rank arrays when using them for fellow disciples.

The seventeen-pattern high-rank arrays he used himself were all secretly mixed in with the second-grade middle-rank arrays.

This way, occasionally, the power of several arrays would "look" very strong.

But other disciples only "saw" with their eyes and wouldn't know that there were high-rank arrays included.

Of course, the use of arrays itself also had limitations.

Situ and the others couldn't temporarily use second-grade high-rank arrays.

The demon cultivator, led by Hao Xuan, shuttled through the mountain forest, enduring rounds of array bombardment, covered in scars, transforming from a werewolf into a half-burnt "wild dog".

Finally, with a puff, it knelt on the ground.

Yang Qianjun immediately wanted to rush up and thoroughly end it, but was stopped by Mo Hua.

“It's feigning death.”

Yang Qianjun was startled.

Situ Jian's gaze condensed slightly, “If it's feigning death, doesn't that mean...”

Mo Hua nodded, “Demonization is receding, its reason is returning.”

Situ Jian understood and immediately condensed a streak of scorching Lihuo sword light, which went straight to the heart meridian of the demon cultivator, who seemed to be on its last breath and lying on the ground.

Linghu Xiao also didn't want to be outdone and made a move almost at the same time. A streak of Chongxu sword light went straight to the demon cultivator's forehead.

The demon cultivator on the ground suddenly opened its eyes.

That pair of ferocious eyes, full of beastly nature, had already lost their ferocity and gained some cunning.

A group of cunning little brats!

It cursed in its heart.

But two streaks of sharp sword light attacked, and it had to dodge.

The demon cultivator's four limbs were on the ground, and it suddenly lunged, rolled on the ground, dodged the two fatal sword lights, and then slowly stood up.

In the dim mountain forest.

The demon cultivator's figure became shorter and shorter, finally thoroughly retreating from "demonization" and becoming a tall "cultivator".

Its body was damaged, the black robe was in tatters, and it was covered in wounds.

Only its face was covered by messy hair, only a pair of greedy eyes could be seen.

Mo Hua asked in a deep voice: “Who are you? Why are you in the Refining Demon Mountain?”

The demon cultivator smiled coldly, his gaze sinister, and didn't answer.

Mo Hua originally didn't expect him to answer either.

He just asked casually.

Unless this demon cultivator was truly an "idiot," it was impossible for him to reveal his origins and details so easily.

Mo Hua immediately made a move, and a Fireball Technique casually flew out, going straight for the demon cultivator.

At the same time, Linghu Xiao, Yang Qianjun, Situ Jian, and Hao Xuan attacked together.

With five against one, the two sides instantly engaged in a melee.

Mo Hua and his group were all from the same sect, hunting demons year-round, and they cooperated tacitly.

Although Linghu Xiao was a Chongxu Sect disciple, he had also spent some time among the Taixu Sect disciples and more or less knew a little about Mo Hua's usual tactics.

Moreover, he was originally an exceptionally talented sword dao genius. After only a few rounds, he gradually became familiar with the cooperation between offense and defense.

And that demon cultivator had retreated from demonization, its strength greatly reduced.

Moreover, it had previously undergone the "baptism" of the arrays and was quite heavily injured.

At this time, fighting against Mo Hua and the others again, with long spears, sword qi, and spells alternating, it was struggling to cope.

After only ten or so rounds, it was completely in decline, suppressed everywhere, almost only passively taking blows.

The demon cultivator's heart turned cold.

It was going to lose!

At most, in twenty more rounds, it would surely be defeated!

With this thought, the demon cultivator no longer held back. It bit the tip of its tongue, swallowed a bit of essence blood, and then the demonic patterns on its arm suddenly lit up.

Mo Hua was startled, and then his pupils were shocked.

This is...

Demonic patterns?!!

“Be careful!” Mo Hua said immediately.

Yang Qianjun, whose spear momentum was like a dragon and who was about to attack the demon cultivator's heart meridian, heard the words and immediately became alert. He changed from attack to defense, leveling his long spear and holding it in front of his chest.

The demonic patterns on the demon cultivator's right hand lit up, and then its arm suddenly swelled, like a ferocious wolf's claw, entwining powerful demon power, and suddenly tore towards Yang Qianjun.

This claw strike was extremely powerful.

Yang Qianjun couldn't resist. His long spear was struck flying, the armor on his chest was also torn open, and his body flew out, falling to the ground.

The demon cultivator stepped forward, bullying its way up, wanting to finish the job and take Yang Qianjun's life.

Situ Jian and the others immediately went forward to support.

But the demon cultivator, halfway there, suddenly flashed, taking advantage of the flaw when Situ Jian and the others wanted to support, and instead killed towards Situ Jian.

Situ Jian couldn't resist.

Beside him, Linghu Xiao immediately urged a streak of Chongxu sword qi and struck towards the demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator let out a "tsk" sound, could only give up on Situ Jian, raised its demonized arm horizontally, and blocked this streak of sword qi.

The sword qi broke through the skin and flesh of its arm.

But stimulating the demonic patterns, after demonization, the arm's demon power surged, and the flesh was hard. Even hard-taking this sword qi, it didn't leave too heavy injuries.

But the demon cultivator knew that it should stop here.

If it continued to entangle, even if it killed one or two little brats, it would also fall here.

It could die, but it absolutely couldn't die here.

And it absolutely couldn't leave a corpse!

The demon cultivator looked at Linghu Xiao and the others viciously again, remembering this debt in its heart, and then no longer lingered, turned around and walked away.

“Don't think about escaping!”

Situ Jian saw the situation, his expression slightly angry, and immediately urged Lihuo sword qi, condensing a streak of fiery red sword light, which went straight for the demon cultivator.

This sword was very fast. The demon cultivator was too late to dodge and was struck back by one sword.

The demon cultivator staggered two steps, endured the injuries, spit out a curse, and continued to escape towards the distance.

And at the same time, Linghu Xiao had also already condensed sword qi, and then pointed his fingers.

Sharp Chongxu sword qi broke through the air, going straight for the demon cultivator's legs, wanting to use this to cripple the evil creature's legs and keep it.

The demon cultivator's gaze was slightly shocked, but it laughed coldly to itself, and then its body leaped like a wolf dog, about to dodge this streak of Chongxu sword qi.

Just at this moment, Mo Hua pointed in the air and cast the Water Prison Technique.

This Water Prison Technique, accurately locking the demon cultivator for a moment.

The demon cultivator's expression changed.

Damn this disgusting spell again!

It struggled with force, and the Water Prison Technique was broken, but the Chongxu sword qi also arrived in a flash. The demon cultivator exerted force to dodge, but still didn't completely dodge. The sword light brushed past its body, not chopping its thighs, but still leaving a blood mark on its calf.

The demon cultivator was extremely angry.

Sooner or later, it would dismember these annoying little brats into ten thousand pieces!

It didn't care about appearances, enduring the injuries, its four limbs together, like a wolf dog, running at full speed, and in a few flashes, it escaped dozens of zhang away.

Linghu Xiao wanted to condense Chongxu sword qi again to keep this demon cultivator, but found that in the time it took to raise his hand, this demon cultivator, whose body was like that of a wild beast, had already escaped very far.

Layers of mountain forest stretched out, and the demon cultivator's figure gradually faded away.

At this distance, his divine sense couldn't lock onto it at all.

He could only watch the demon cultivator disappear little by little from his line of sight.

Linghu Xiao was unwilling in his heart, his expression annoyed, but after moments, he was suddenly startled.

He discovered that beside him, there was a strong aura of gold-stone sword qi.

This aura was very familiar.

Linghu Xiao turned his head and looked, only to discover that he didn't know when, Mo Hua had already taken out a gold-colored spiritual sword.

The shape of this spiritual sword was rough and its appearance strange, but it revealed a trace of weird killing intent.

“Want to run?”

Mo Hua's gaze was slightly cold, and then his pupils instantly turned pitch black, the bottom of his eyes deep like pool water.

Powerful divine sense, like tentacles, firmly controlled the spiritual sword in front of him.

At the same time, his divine sense also firmly locked onto the figure of the demon cultivator who was fleeing east and west one hundred and fifty zhang away.

“Go!”

Mo Hua said lightly.

And then instantly, deep divine sense fluctuations spread out.

The spiritual sword buzzed, suddenly turning into a streak of gold light, breaking through the air with unbelievable speed. It shuttled through the forest, drawing a sharp and flickering gold line, and went straight for the escaping demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator escaped further and further. It was about to escape to safety and was just about to relax.

Suddenly, warning signs arose.

It seemed that a terrible divine sense had firmly locked onto itself.

At the same time, a streak of sharp edge and ice-cold weird killing intent, with extremely fast speed, came straight for it.

“What's happening?!”

The demon cultivator was horrified in its heart.

It turned its head, wanting to see if there was something behind it, and then saw that wisp of fatal gold light.

This is... sword light?

Sword Controlling?!!

The demon cultivator's pupils violently shocked. In the instant between life and death, it urged the demonic patterns on its right arm to the extreme, blocking in front of its head and chest with surging demon power and demonized flesh.

And then, the gold sword struck, and the gold light bloomed.

Sword qi rampaged, the spiritual sword shattered. Under the intertwining of the two, a cloud of blood mist exploded.

The demon cultivator only felt that it couldn't open its eyes. Its right arm felt as if it was being subjected to a "thousand cuts and ten thousand scrapes," and the pain was heart-wrenching.

Strong sword qi impacted its flesh.

When it endured the intense pain and came back to its senses, it discovered that it had been struck by this Sword Controlling Technique and sent flying over ten zhang.

And its right arm was gone.

The lower half of its body was bloody, as if it had been gnawed by hundreds of demon beasts.

The demon cultivator's gaze was terrified. It endured the intense pain, carrying its last breath, and crawled into the dense forest, its figure disappearing without a trace.

After ten breaths, Mo Hua cast the Passing Water Step and also caught up.

Sword qi had exploded, the ground was covered in blood, but the demon cultivator's figure was not seen.

Mo Hua released his divine sense, searched for a moment, and then lightly "eh"ed. Then he walked to a corner of the forest and flipped out a small section of bloody exposed bone from the soil and stones.

This was the demon cultivator's arm.

Its entire right arm had been twisted and shattered by the sword qi, exploding into blood mist, only this small part remaining.

And on this section of arm, demonic patterns were still vaguely visible.

Mo Hua stared at the demonic patterns for a few moments, his eyebrows raised, and his gaze gradually brightened.

“Sure enough, it's...”

“Four Symbols Array Patterns!”

(End of this chapter)

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