Chapter 1055: Chapter 666: Leading Astray_3 Chapter 1055 -666: Leading Astray_3 The two black-clad gatekeepers had been effortlessly and silently taken down. The process was quite easy. Cheng Mo and the others were somewhat stunned. Mo Hua nodded slightly, “Continue…” Next was a large man in black in the corridor. This large man was heavily built and full of Blood Qi, clearly a Body Refinement cultivator. Mo Hua handed the “Water Concealing Jade” to Cheng Mo. Cheng Mo remembered Mo Hua’s instructions, clenched a tree branch in his mouth—it was awkward, but he still stealthily walked towards the big man. However, Cheng Mo’s Divine Sense was not strong and he lacked experience in concealment; within four steps of the big man, he was detected. The large man in black glared furiously. “Who…” Mo Hua immediately said, “Yi Li!” Yi Li, quick to react, used the “Drowning Throat-Sealing Skill” to block the big man’s throat, sealing the rest of his words in his mouth. At the same time, Mo Hua quickly immobilized the big man’s form with the Water Prison Technique. Cheng Mo also immediately made his move, his Blood Qi swirling around him, raising his twin axes that had a layer of mountain-splitting force condensed on them. Out of habit, Cheng Mo wanted to shout loudly. But since he was biting on a tree branch, he couldn’t make a sound. Feeling like a spirited horse fitted with a bridle, Cheng Mo, filled with frustration, channeled all his strength into his axes and forcefully chopped down. The axes came down, bringing with them the force of mountain-splitting, deeply cutting into the back of the large man in black, carving out two deep bloody marks and even exposing his ribs. Subsequently, Situ Jian used Sword Control, Yang Qianjun followed up with a spear. Together, they completely subdued the Body Refinement cultivator in black. Mo Hua sneakily added a Fireball Technique to ensure peace of mind. Sixteen black-clad traffickers were now down by three. At that moment, Hao Xuan seemed to think of something and asked Mo Hua, “Should we keep a alive to check their identities?” Mo Hua pondered for a moment and slightly shook his head, “No need…” “Now that the enemy outnumbers us, our movements must be ruthless, we cannot afford to keep prisoners, as it may lead to complications.” “When we have an absolute advantage, then we can consider keeping prisoners.” Situ Jian and the others nodded in agreement. Afterwards, the group duplicated the tactic, using the terrain of the abandoned Refinery Shop for cover, cooperating with each other to take down the black-clad Cultivators one by one. Before realizing it, out of the sixteen black-clad Cultivators, only four remained. These four were near the final hall. Outside the hall were three at the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage, and inside the hall, one was at the Foundation Building Middle Stage; the other abducted Cultivators were also inside the hall. Mo Hua initially wanted to set up a Formation and dispatch all four simultaneously. But with abducted “hostages” inside, such brusqueness wasn’t viable. After resting for a while, taking some Pills, and sitting in meditation to restore some Spiritual Power, they began the final “hard fight.” Kill the four men in black and rescue the abducted Cultivators. Six versus four, their side had the numerical advantage. But the other side had one at the Foundation Building Middle Stage. And this Foundation Building Middle Stage individual was an unknown factor; it was unclear what techniques he possessed. Even when a lion hunts a rabbit, it uses all its force. Mo Hua originally intended to play it safe, eliminate the three outside first, then all six would handle the Foundation Building Middle Stage leader inside. But inside were “hostages.” If a fight broke out, and these black-clad Cultivators became desperate and started “tearing the ticket,” that would be bad. “I’ll sneak in and have a look…” Mo Hua whispered. He planned to sneak in and with a “Mini Meteorite Skill,” dispatch the Foundation Building Middle Stage leader. This was a simple and efficient plan to completely resolve the situation. Meanwhile, the other five were also assigned their roles, to tackle the other three at the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage. Kill two first, then focus on the last one. This way, even if they failed to take down the leader inside, they would have cleared the area outside. Situ Jian expressed his concern, “Mo Hua, isn’t it too dangerous for you to go in alone?” “No worries,” Mo Hua said casually, “My Concealment Technique is good, just going in to take a look.” Then, after thinking for a moment, Mo Hua instructed, “After I go in, if there’s no movement inside, don’t act yet…” “But at the slightest sign of activity, you must strike immediately and take down the three outside.” “Alright!” Cheng Mo and the others nodded. Having agreed on the plan, Mo Hua gradually became invisible in front of everyone, without leaving a trace. Whether it was flesh, Spiritual Power, or Divine Thought Aura, all disappeared. Everyone was shocked. “There’s truly… no trace at all…” “What kind of Concealment Technique is this?” Cheng Mo and the others looked at each other, somewhat in disbelief. On the other side, Mo Hua, concealed, bypassed the three patrolling black-clad men outside the hall and stealthily entered the hall. The hall inside was drafty and dilapidated. In the corner, indeed, there were several bags and boxes where the abducted Cultivators were hidden. And the black-clad leader was in the center of the hall. Mo Hua squinted and frowned. This black-clad leader was acting very strangely. He knelt on the ground, seemingly in devout worship, mumbling something, but his words were unclear and he rambled incoherently, incomprehensible. “No matter… Let’s dispatch him first…” Mo Hua gently stepped forward, slowly approaching behind the black-clad leader. Just then, a blood-colored phantom suddenly appeared on the leader. This phantom was between reality and illusion, blood-colored, with a long neck and horns on its head, and a fierce appearance. It looked like… an Evil Thoughts Demon Monster. After the phantom appeared, it turned its head, its blood-red eyes staring fixedly at Mo Hua, who was hidden. Mo Hua’s pupils constricted. At the same time, the kneeling, worshipping black-clad leader shuddered violently, and suddenly turned around, looking in Mo Hua’s direction in the Void, and exclaimed fiercely: “Who?!”