Chapter 859: Great Enemy

The great gate was thoroughly shut.

Gu Changhuai and Xia Diansi were heartbroken endlessly, Hua Qianqian shed two rows of tears, Ouyang Feng was also pale, while Xiao Tianquan frowned.

Gu Changhuai's thoughts raced, and he hastily said, "Quick, think of a way to open the door!"

But the crowd circled the great gate several times, simply unable to find a method to open it.

This was the great gate of the inner hall, used for offering sacrifices. The method for opening it was special, according to the previous instructions of Mister Wu, it required sacrificial offerings and some strange ceremony.

They simply didn't know how to open it.

Moreover, even if the door was opened, with such a delay, Mo Hua was possibly already...

Gu Changhuai felt fear after the fact, and at the same time, even more regret, hatred, and guilt.

If he had known earlier, he fundamentally should not have let Mo Hua, this boy, go in alone. At least he himself should have followed.

But everything that happened just now was too fast. After the bitter battle, physically tired and exhausted, he simply didn't have time to think for a while, thus creating a negligence.

And just this trace of negligence brewed a big mistake.

Things have reached this point, regret is too late...

Gu Changhuai said in a deep voice, "First use the fish bone command token to get out, mobilize all nearby manpower, and spare no effort to break this great gate and rescue Mo Hua..."

Xia Diansi also nodded solemnly, then frowned and asked, "Should we, or should we not, inform Tai Xu Gate?"

Gu Changhuai nodded, but after a moment, his expression became stern again, and he shook his head, saying, "We can't tell Tai Xu Gate for now..."

Xia Diansi didn't understand.

Gu Changhuai said in a deep voice, "This is a second-grade state boundary. Distant water cannot save a nearby fire. If we can rescue Mo Hua, these people of ours are enough. If we can't save him, by the time the people from Tai Xu Gate arrive, Mo Hua will also..."

The white bone maze, the boundless blood color, the monstrous Mister Wu, the countless blood corpses, and that unknowable terrifying aura deep within the altar...

By the time the people from Tai Xu Gate came, Mo Hua was definitely more ominous than auspicious.

Everyone understood this point, and involuntarily their hearts ached again.

Gu Changhuai sighed and said, "First, think of a way to save people. If we can save him, everything is easy to say. Otherwise, we can only personally go to Tai Xu Gate and confess our crime..."

Xia Diansi nodded, feeling even more regret in her heart.

Thinking that Mo Hua risked danger for the crowd, even at the last moment, knowing that the matter was hopeless, he directly threw out the command token, allowing these people to escape safely, while he himself...

Xia Diansi's heart was like being pricked by needles.

But the white bone maze was abnormally dangerous, how to turn danger into safety, she simply could not imagine...

White bone maze.

Inside a stark white tunnel.

Mister Wu, with a huge body, covered in dragon scales, and the appearance of a "Yaksha," grabbed Mo Hua with a bloody hand and walked step by step towards the depths of the maze.

The surrounding blood color became thicker and thicker.

An aura that clearly didn't exist, but was getting stronger and stronger, gradually spread.

Mo Hua was grabbed by Mister Wu, he craned his neck, looked left, looked right, sniffed his nose again, and lifted his head to ask:

"What's happening here? The smell isn't quite right?"

Mister Wu's eyelids twitched.

Did this little ghost understand his current situation?

He ignored Mo Hua.

Mo Hua asked again, "Are you trying to take me to be a 'sacrificial offering'?"

Mister Wu laughed coldly, "What did you say?"

Mo Hua nodded silently.

It seemed that it was the same as his own guess.

He remembered this Mister Wu saying before that the god master's "great enemy" would arrive soon, and these people were the best "live sacrifices," a great gift he would offer to the god master.

"Live sacrifice" definitely meant a living sacrificial offering.

This Mister Wu should not kill him before offering the sacrifice.

Moreover, he had arranged so many arrays before, which was equivalent to displaying his extraordinary array talent in front of this Mister Wu.

If the array talent was strong, then the divine sense was naturally also strong.

With such rich divine sense, assuming he was a minion of the Da Huang evil god, he would want to capture himself and offer himself as a sacrifice to the evil god.

How could this Mister Wu endure it?

And this altar...

From the current situation, the blood water poured back, guarded by the white bone maze, the evil god's "altar" was not known by this Mister Wu, hidden away.

He couldn't find it for a while.

Even if he found it, the area around the altar would likely be surrounded by evil energy and blood water, and there might be other dangers and obstacles. He definitely couldn't pass.

He couldn't do it himself, so he just wanted to find someone to help.

Mister Wu was just right.

Not only could he guide the way, he could even act as a "pack animal," personally bringing him over, so he didn't have to walk.

This Mister Wu was still quite useful...

Mo Hua secretly sized up Mister Wu and asked curiously, "How did you turn from a human into a monster?"

Mister Wu frowned, "Not a monster."

"Then are you a Yaksha?"

Mister Wu was a bit surprised, "How did you know?"

Mo Hua said, "I saw you nesting in the Yaksha hall, and your appearance is somewhat similar to the Yakshas inside the hall."

Mister Wu snorted coldly, "Indeed, you have some minor cleverness."

Mo Hua asked again, "Then what about the scales on your body? How did they come about? Are they dragon scales? Why would they be dragon scales? Does this world really have dragons? How do you have dragon..."

Mister Wu was really annoyed and said sternly:

"Shut up!"

"Oh," Mo Hua said indifferently.

After walking for a while, it was silent all the way. Mo Hua felt it was a bit too quiet and muttered in a slightly dissatisfied voice:

"Still quite ill-tempered. Before, when I was grabbed, he was still polite and kind, always begging for mercy..."

Mister Wu's forehead twitched. He said angrily, "I was temporarily enduring it, for the purpose of capturing all you ignorant sinners who dared to profane the god master and using your blood to sacrifice to the god master."

"Then you're saying," Mo Hua said, "You are premeditated, killing all the temple guardians, then transforming into a monster... a Yaksha, and eating all the temple guardians?"

Mister Wu laughed coldly, "Exactly."

Mo Hua thought to himself about how before, this Mister Wu, knowing he "ate" his companions, turned pale and almost threw up his intestines, and in his heart, he despised him.

This Mister Wu was also a "drama king," and he acted quite well...

After Mo Hua reflected for a while, he had to admit that this Mister Wu acted better than himself.

That kind of expression of knowing a cruel truth, seeming to want to vomit out all five viscera and six bowels, he probably couldn't act it out.

It seemed his "acting skills" still needed more practice.

Mo Hua nodded, then asked again, "Speaking of which, these temple guardians were all your companions, weren't they? You killed them and ate them. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"What do you understand?" Mister Wu sneered, "For the god master, offering loyalty, flesh and blood, and even life, is their supreme honor."

"Being able to die for the god master is their best destination."

Mo Hua silently shook his head in his heart.

Finished, his brain had been washed clean.

"Right," Mo Hua probed again, "You keep saying 'god master, god master,' what exactly is this god master you're talking about?"

"Bold!" Mister Wu said angrily, "How can you casually utter the honorable name of the god master?"

"Otherwise, what should I call him?" Mo Hua asked sincerely.

Mister Wu was just about to say something, but suddenly stopped.

He looked around, at the stark white bone pillars, the bloody mist, and the suppressing, trembling aura deep within. Finally, he frowned.

This little ghost... there was something wrong.

Mo Hua quickly suppressed the expectation in his heart and said with a serious face:

"I'm extremely scared. Because I'm too scared, I'm talking to you to relieve some of the fear."

Mister Wu: "..."

After that, he suddenly smiled sinisterly.

Ignorant people are fearless. The more ignorant people are, the more foolish courage they have. This world has great terror. Even if he didn't know it before, he would soon experience it...

Mister Wu no longer said anything. He grabbed Mo Hua, quickened his pace, and continued to walk towards the depths of the maze.

After that, no matter what Mo Hua asked him, he remained silent.

Mo Hua couldn't get anything out of him, so he could only look around, but the more he looked, the more confused he became.

The blood color deep within the white bone maze was much denser than before.

Moreover, it was getting denser bit by bit.

It seemed like it was "incubating" something, but Mo Hua didn't detect anything strange around...

Just like this, after walking for a while, Mister Wu finally brought Mo Hua to a blood pool.

The blood inside the blood pool was abnormally thick.

Mo Hua just took a glance and roughly inferred that the evil power mixed with blood water from the entire blood sea before had all been gathered and concentrated in this blood pool.

Mister Wu paused and frowned, "How is it?"

Mo Hua said, "This blood water is very dirty and can also corrode flesh. If you throw me down, before I can be sacrificed to the god master, I might just die."

Mister Wu laughed coldly, "Rest assured, your sacrificial offering is different. If it's not fresh, the god master will blame me."

After saying that, he grabbed Mo Hua and jumped down.

With a "plop" sound, the blood pool splashed.

But because the blood water was too thick and sticky, it didn't splash out too much.

When he jumped into the blood pool, Mo Hua closed his eyes. When he opened them again, everything around was red, full of thick blood pulp.

And he seemed to be wrapped in dragon scales, so the blood water couldn't get close to his body.

Mister Wu's whole body also turned into a true blood sea "Yaksha." His whole body was wrapped in scales, carrying Mo Hua, and swimming towards the deepest part of the blood pool.

All the way to the bottom of the blood pool.

Mo Hua looked up and finally saw the altar he had been thinking about.

This time, the altar was quietly sinking in the center of the blood pool.

The surrounding blood water compressed and condensed little by little, forming dozens of blood flows, like blood vessels, converging into the sheep bone statue in the center of the altar, providing it with evil energy.

The outer blood was thick like pulp, while the area around the altar became a vacuum.

Mister Wu brought Mo Hua to the edge of the altar, and somehow took out a bone chain, tied Mo Hua securely, and temporarily threw him to the side.

And then he began to respectfully place some unknown blood and flesh offerings on the altar, muttering something in his mouth.

Mo Hua was thrown to the side and looked at the strange blood flows, the gloomy altar, and the bloody offerings, seemingly truly knowing "fear."

"You're not going to... really treat me as a sacrificial offering, are you?"

In front of the god master, one cannot speak loudly, lest they be disrespectful and provoke the god master's blame.

He placed the auxiliary sacrifice candles, incense, and blood and flesh one by one on the offering table, and only then turned his head to look at the "main dish" of this sacrifice - Mo Hua.

"Originally, I wanted to capture all of you and offer you all to the god master, but unexpectedly, you are so troublesome."

"Except for that greedy fool who was causing trouble and whose neck I bit off and refined into a blood corpse, the other few Golden Core cultivators were not easy to deal with."

"You, this boy, are also as cunning as a ghost."

"Originally, my Yaksha incarnation, which is impervious to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire, was enough to kill in all directions, but I don't know how you saw through my life gate and managed to exhaust me..."

"My blood array was broken by you. I also saw it when you arranged the array and pitted that Diansi named Xiao."

"Your array level is definitely not ordinary, and your divine sense is definitely extraordinarily talented and extremely delicious."

"With you as a live sacrifice, even if it's a bit thin, I think the god master will not blame me."

Mo Hua seemed a bit "nervous," and said to Mister Wu with a serious face:

"I advise you, it's best not to sacrifice me, otherwise you will regret it."

Mister Wu laughed, "Since I believed in the god master, giving my liver and brains for him, dying and then being reborn, I still don't know how to write the word 'regret'."

"Alright," Mister Wu lost his patience, "Everything is prepared, you should be on your way. I want to offer you as proof of my 'loyalty' to the god master."

After that, without waiting for Mo Hua to say anything, Mister Wu lifted Mo Hua and placed him on the altar.

"Huang huang he he, divine might is above."

"Flowing with the blood of Da Huang, believing in your honorable name, your believer today will offer a body of innate divine product and dense divine soul as a sacrifice to you..."

"May the god master exist forever, arrive on earth early, and bring glory to the people of the world..."

Mister Wu chanted extremely piously.

And at the same time, above the altar, an ancient and dignified aura indeed floated.

It seemed that something was reviving, just about to enjoy the "delicacy."

Mo Hua endured his temper, sat properly, and did not make a sound to disturb Mister Wu's prayer.

He was afraid that if he spoke, it would cause a pause, Mister Wu would chant the wrong word, the prayer would fail, and all his efforts would be wasted.

Mo Hua nodded, then thought of something, and asked again, "Mister Wu, you said before that the god master's 'great enemy' is about to arrive. How did you know?"

Mister Wu laughed coldly and said with reverence, "Naturally, it is the god master's revelation."

"How was the revelation?" Mo Hua asked again.

Mister Wu was just about to open his mouth, but suddenly frowned, "Why are you asking this?"

"Oh," Mo Hua said honestly, "I forgot to say... your god master's great enemy, it seems, is me."

Mister Wu was stunned. After a moment, he slowly stopped laughing, then burst into laughter. He looked at Mo Hua, who was weak and tied with bone chains like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and said coldly:

"Little brother, I didn't expect you to be quite a comedian..."

How could someone whom the lofty and great god master called a "great enemy" be like this, without even the strength to tie a chicken?

Mister Wu laughed coldly to himself.

But as he laughed, he suddenly couldn't laugh anymore. He finally detected a trace of discord.

All this way, he had always had a feeling... of being "arranged."

Why was he clearly very clever, yet like being scared silly, not moving?

Why...

The aura of the altar became thicker and thicker, the surrounding blood fog slowly rose, and ancient murmurs gradually echoed, seemingly wanting to drag all divine souls into an unknowable realm.

And this trace of discord, at the last moment, finally turned into a fearful omen.

At the last moment when the ceremony was complete, Mister Wu immediately reached out, wanting to drag Mo Hua off the altar.

But he grabbed empty air.

Mo Hua, who was clearly locked with bone chains and had been unable to escape all the way, now lightly and easily dodged his grab, and then sat steadily on the altar, refusing to leave.

Mister Wu's face turned pale.

In the next instant, the murmur sound rang out.

The blood fog thoroughly surged, covering the entire altar.

It swallowed, sucked, and pulled all the divine souls around the altar, leading them to another divine thought space.

When the two people opened their eyes again, it was still the blood pool, still the altar, but everything around was already different.

Inside the blood pool, there were countless wronged souls and ghost faces, roaring fiercely.

Above the altar, there was a huge sheep horn statue, majestic and powerful, as if a god, seemingly controlling immense authority.

Now, Mo Hua sat on the altar.

Mister Wu stood below the altar.

Originally, upon arriving in this god master's domain, Mister Wu should immediately kneel down, kill and tear apart the divine soul as a sacrificial offering, and offer it to the god master.

But at this moment, his heart and spirit were trembling.

Sitting properly above the altar in front of him was a strange little child.

His appearance was indeed somewhat similar to Mo Hua, but his age and body were smaller, and his aura was very obscure, making it impossible to detect anything abnormal.

But he was a shaman, believing in the god year-round, and could feel a faint aura emanating from the young-looking Mo Hua's body, an aura that made him feel terrified.

This was an aura that was close to... the aura of a god!

Mister Wu's heart was shocked. He almost couldn't stand steady. He gritted his teeth and pointed at Mo Hua, "Who exactly are you?"

"No..." He shook his head, his pupils shrinking, "What exactly are you...?"

Mister Wu's expression changed wildly.

He finally understood.

Indeed, everything had been calculated!

This little ghost, who had been hiding in the crowd and showing no trace, was the true mastermind. Everything he had done from beginning to end was to enter the altar.

His target... was the god master!

He hadn't lied to himself. This little ghost was indeed the god master's great enemy!

"God master's great enemy..."

After the shock, Mister Wu slowly straightened his body, his gaze firm, and endless courage surged in his heart. That was his endless loyalty and fanatical faith in the god master.

"Since you are the god master's great enemy, then I will chop off your head, break off your limbs, dig out your eyes, and cut open your heart... I will thoroughly dismember you, and with this, offer you to the god master to prove my loyalty!"

Mister Wu's body gradually became huge.

The Da Huang evil god gave him courage and also gave him "expanded" divine thought.

He turned into a Yaksha, his body was stronger, his dragon scales were harder, his claws and teeth were sharper, and his whole body's blood energy was thick like a river.

And without waiting for Mo Hua's reaction, Mister Wu's body flashed, and his huge fist slammed towards Mo Hua.

This fist had grand momentum and was extremely fast.

But Mo Hua's small hand just stretched out, and all the momentum suddenly stopped.

This fist could not advance an inch.

Mister Wu's pupils gradually enlarged.

Then, Mo Hua also threw a fist. This fist carried golden light and seemed extremely slow, but its speed was extremely fast. It fundamentally did not allow Mister Wu to react before it slammed into his chest.

The firm and unbreakable dragon scales shattered inch by inch.

The cracks gradually enlarged, spreading from his chest towards his limbs.

And a black hole had already been blasted into Mister Wu's chest.

With just one punch, his life force was extinguished...

Mister Wu understood. His face was pale, and he slowly knelt on the ground, his voice filled with immense shock and endless regret:

"God master is above, I... have sinned..."

"I have committed a great sin!"

"I brewed a heaven-defying disaster. I, led in... a terrifying great enemy..."

In the next instant, his head fell to the ground.

Mo Hua twisted his neck directly.

At this point, Mister Wu's divine soul was completely extinguished.

(End of this chapter)