Mo Hua's pupils contracted sharply. "This is... the scene of the Xie family's massacre?" Were these the soul memories lingering here of the Xie family Cultivators, brutally murdered and burnt to death in agony? Were these the Divine Thoughts of the Remnant Souls? Beneath the broad daylight, there was a sea of fire before his eyes. Mo Hua struggled to suppress his discomfort, concentrating his vision to witness this cruel "slaughter" to the end... He wanted to know exactly what had happened to the Xie family... The mingling of blood and fire in the massacre continued. Demon Monsters resembling Sin Cultivators, with hideous smiles, raised their cleavers, slaughtering the Xie family Cultivators like pigs and cows, chopping them up one by one. After the Xie family Cultivators were killed, their bodies were gathered together... But in the unseen realm, it seemed something had started to operate. The scene that followed suddenly became blurry. The color of blood intensified suddenly, the sea of fire spread, obscuring everything before his eyes. The screams and wails in his ears were also as if torn apart, intermittent. It seemed that what followed was forbidden. It was as if some being had covered up the cause and effect, preventing Mo Hua from seeing what exactly happened after the massacre... Mo Hua frowned, his pupils pitch-black, Wily Minds possessing him as he employed the Heavenly Secret Calculation to continue peering. It seemed that the sea of fire flared up violently in response to Mo Hua's prying, with the firelight blood-red like flaming blood, rising in the wind to envelop both the killers and the killed, blocking Mo Hua's line of sight. Mo Hua didn't care and continued to look. The sea of fire suddenly boiled over. Flames spread like serpents, baring their fangs at Mo Hua as if to intimidate. However, they did not dare offend Mo Hua. And Mo Hua lacked the power to "see through" this sea of fire. Mo Hua sighed, know that the power to obscure cause and effect was too strong, and his own capacity for Calculation was simply not enough. Hence his gaze could not penetrate the facade of the sea of fire to peer at the true cause and effect. His method of "Heavenly Secret Calculation" was based on his master's teachings, which he had tried to grasp by fumbling in the dark. The Calculation of Formations went fairly well, but the Calculation of Heavenly Secrets, it fell short by a considerable margin. After all, his master had not formally taught him the true Heavenly Secret Calculation. Or rather, there hadn't been the opportunity to properly teach him... The memory of a gentle and indulgent face surfaced in his mind... Mo Hua felt a twinge of pain in his heart. And soon, the sea of fire receded. Mo Hua's vision cleared up a bit. He saw that the sinister Sin Cultivators like Fire Buddha had disappeared. The Xie family's Cultivators were also gone, as if everything from flesh to Divine Sense had been completely "evaporated." Mo Hua frowned, puzzled. Just then, a jolt went through Mo Hua's heart. Cause and effect seemed to be disordered momentarily. A trace of karmic mutation abruptly emerged, and the scene changed. On the ground, bizarre shadows overlapped and reappeared, the Xie family Cultivators, who had been "dismembered" and died tragically, were piled up densely, numbering in the hundreds. They were like ashes of burnt wood. They were like slain livestock, drained of blood. They seemed to have been drained of everything. Casually discarded, unnoticed by anyone. Soon, the aura of karmic mutation intensified, a distorted aura rippled out... These remains of the Xie family began to stir, filled with resentment, they struggled and contorted, eerily standing up again. At the same time, their limbs began to transform. What were once human "hands and feet" slowly became the forelimbs of oxen, the hooves of horses, akin to the "livestock" of Non-Humans... And they had become some kind of monstrous, sinful "karmic mutations." They were already "dead," yet they lived in the form of "karma." They were no longer human but seemed like creatures that "ate" humans... "Demon Monsters?!" Mo Hua's heart throbbed in shock. Those freakish Demon Monsters that coveted Yu Er and haunted her nightmares appeared in his mind... Mo Hua looked carefully, silently comparing the two, his gaze sharpened. "Not the same..." They seemed similar, but they were not the same thing. The Demon Monsters in Yu Er's nightmares were the minions of Demon Wraiths, the incarnations of Evil Thoughts. Their very existence was a sort of "thought form." While the "animal" transformations of these Xie family Cultivators were closer to a mutation of the Heavenly Secret, a karmic mutation of cause and effect. More like... Taoist Demons?! Mo Hua's heart chilled as his gaze grew heavy. He could feel... Though the signs of karmic mutations were very subtle and the scale minimal, everything before him was indeed a harbinger of a "Great Dao karmic mutation." As Mo Hua was lost in thought with furrowed brows, these karmically mutated half-human half-beast "Demon Monsters" suddenly had blood-red eyes and turned to look at Mo Hua. With hatred in their death, seeking to devour a human. And Mo Hua was the only "human" within this layer of causality. These "Demon Monsters," twisted and struggling, got up, and then one by one, their eyes fierce, they looked towards Mo Hua. Mo Hua stood still, his expression calm. In an instant, a surge of murderous intent swirled around. These "Demon Monsters," with shrieks and roars, using hands, feet, and hooves together, opened their gaping maws and charged towards Mo Hua. Mo Hua watched them silently, his expression filled with a trace of compassion. At the same time, behind Mo Hua, a sea of blood rose. A Corpse Mountain emerged abruptly. The whole mountain was filled with sinister Walking Corpses and Iron Corpses. A tall and majestic karmically mutated Corpse King, with blood-red eyes and a terrifying presence, reigned above countless hordes of corpses. The karmically transformed Non-Humans, those wishing to devour Mo Hua, the Demon Monsters, stopped in fear. The Corpse King's gaze was indifferent. In its eyes, these mere karmic mutations, numbering only in the hundreds, were but a swarm of ants. Moments later, the Corpse King let out a heaven-shaking roar.