Chapter 841 -603: Suppressing and Slaying I had been locked by Divine Sense… dead? Was there a high-level cultivator nearby? How could this be? Once Divine Sense locked on, a spell would follow. Bald Eagle felt a premonition of danger. What spell was coming?! ... In less than a moment, that familiar, nauseating sensation of suffocation, akin to drowning, came over him. Chains appeared on his body, imprisoned by the Water Prison. Bald Eagle’s pupils shrank in disbelief. Water Prison Technique?! “Was it that little ghost?!” In a split second, Bald Eagle realized what had happened. He had been tricked! That little ghost had deceived him! His Divine Sense was clearly strong enough to lock him down, his Water Prison Technique was clearly infallible! But that little ghost, he had held back, he had gone easy on him! His previous failures with the Water Prison Technique, unable to trap him, were just to make him complacent, to lower his guard, to make him think… That his Divine Sense was inferior to his own, that his spells couldn’t lock him down. And then, at the most critical moment, at the juncture of life and death… That was when he took things seriously, locking him down with his powerful Divine Sense, controlling him with an incredibly fast and precise Water Prison Technique. Trapping him under the Five Elements aurora, teeming with surging Spiritual Power, overwhelmingly powerful. Just like a venomous little snake. Low-key, patient, dormant, then unexpectedly, it would bare its sinister fangs. A bite not felt, yet once it stings, it could claim your life! So despicable! So shameless! Bald Eagle was burning with rage, nearly vomiting blood, and also shocked to his core. How could this little ghost have such a powerful Divine Sense? He had been in Qian State for so long, yet this was the first time he was “ambushed” by a kid’s Divine Sense. This was the first, and most likely the last… Bald Eagle looked at the skies filled with auroral light, his expression grave as never before. He didn’t know why this spell possessed such terrifying power, but he knew, if he didn’t escape, he would undoubtedly die under the aurora light. The Formation Patterns on Bald Eagle’s scalp suddenly lit up, a ghastly green and glaring. It seemed as if he had activated the full power of the Four Symbols Formation, his scalp unable to bear the burden, beginning to split open, blood seeping out, running down from his head. Bald Eagle’s face was stained with blood, a picture of distress and ferocity. He was ready for a desperate struggle. With his full power triggered, Bald Eagle’s flesh and demonic power fused to the extreme, his body almost contorting out of shape, as if the demonic power was rampaging uncontrollably within. Bald Eagle, turned into something neither human nor demon. But his demonic power grew even more frenzied. As the demonic power surged and his body contorted, the Water Prison Technique was instantly torn apart, the Spiritual Power disintegrated, turning into droplets and vanishing into nothingness. Bald Eagle regained his freedom, let out a sinister laugh, and tried to flee again. Just then, in Mo Hua’s eyes, the eerie black fog churned relentlessly. Double images emerged in the pupils. His Tricky Calculation reached its zenith, Divine Sense circulating to the extreme. Mo Hua’s Divine Sense locked onto Bald Eagle once again. In less than a moment, as Mo Hua’s Spiritual Power shifted, another Water Prison Technique was condensed, locking Bald Eagle in place once more with pinpoint accuracy. In that instant, Bald Eagle’s face went deathly pale, showing terror. This time, he clearly felt it. Such Divine Sense… Contained an innocent yet icy intent to kill. Although his realm was not higher than Sixteen Patterns, there was an overpowering dominance. He could even lock down someone of a higher order, making escape impossible. Incredible, powerful and resilient, it had an unfathomable depth and an ever-changing sense of mystery… This was simply not a ‘human’s’ Divine Sense! Bald Eagle’s pupils trembled violently. That little ghost… what was he, human or ghost, or… An Evil God? Did his body also house something like the Divine Lord… an outside god? Was he not human himself, but merely a flesh host for an outside god? Bald Eagle strained to turn his head, but there was no sight of Mo Hua—had he not sensed his Divine Sense, he might not even know how or by whom he had died… The aurora approached, the sharp Gold Series Spiritual Power slicing through his skin and flesh. His right limb had been disintegrated by Spiritual Power, revealing stark white bones. Even the bones were slowly eroding. Bald Eagle’s face showed despair, then transcendence and piety. His voice hoarse and deep, he whispered: “Undying through myriad calamities, the Wild God does not perish…” “All things must return, the soul goes back…” But before he could finish, he was swallowed up by the Five Elements aurora. The Golden Light spread, the Spiritual Power sharp as blades, slicing his body to shreds. Tiny wounds bled profusely, only for the blood to be instantly evaporated by the cutting power. Bald Eagle instantly lost his life, collapsing to the ground, his death a ghastly sight not fit for eyes. And the aurora that filled the sky fell to the ground, grinding the forest to splinters and the rocks to dust. Even the clouds and miasma were scattered. The gold Spiritual Power still lingered in the mountains, like shredded sunlight, beautiful yet deadly. Ouyang Feng and the others were shocked. “He really… killed him…” Such power in that spell! That it could actually, in a single move, subdue Bald Eagle, who had been strengthened by a demonic formation and had a formidable physical body… While everyone was still stunned, suddenly a Fireball Technique flew past before their eyes and headed far away, exploding on the already dead Bald Eagle’s corpse. With a loud boom. Bald Eagle’s corpse was blasted into the air, landing on the ground, rolling before coming to a still and silent stop.