Chapter 1056: Chapter 667 Sent Over Chapter 1056 -667 Sent Over Mo Hua’s expression shook, and he immediately turned into a streak of water light, quickly retreating. Simultaneously, the black-clothed leader’s eyes chilled, he drew his Spirit Sword, and struck out a sword light toward the Mo Hua covered by a water shadow. Mo Hua accelerated his escape technique and retreated another step. The sword light was a step too slow, striking in front of Mo Hua and shattering the bricks and stones on the ground. The fluctuation of spiritual power inside the hall drew the attention of Cheng Mo and others outside. They remembered Mo Hua’s instruction, “As soon as there is any movement, act immediately.” Hao Xuan used the Wind-System Movement Skill, moving as fast as the wind, and immediately reached behind a black-clothed man in the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, raised the Thousand Jun Stick, and smashed it down fiercely. Caught off guard, the black-clothed man suffered a heavy blow to the head, blood gushed out, and he felt dizzy and swollen. Cheng Mo, with a twig in his mouth, silent as ever, pounced like a fierce tiger, raising two large axes, and cleaved directly onto the black-clothed man’s forehead. This black-clothed man died instantly. Another black-clothed man nearby, sensing the commotion and wanting to help, was instead struck in the shoulder by a spear thrust like a dragon from Yang Qianjun, who had been lying in ambush. Situ Jian controlled the Li Fire Sword and pierced through his lower abdomen. Then, the two of them continued their assault together. The black-clothed man was still struggling, but after three exchanges, he was jointly killed by Yang Qianjun and Situ Jian. Now, outside the hall, only one last black-clothed man remained. He was farther away, and when he sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power and rushed over, the other two black-clothed accomplices had already died. The color drained from this black-clothed man’s face, and he turned to run. Yi Li gathered his energy for a moment and raised his hand to form an Earth Prison Skill, trapping him. Cheng Mo and the other three immediately pounced to attack and, with axes, swords, spears, and sticks launched simultaneously, they took care of the last black-clothed man. When Mo Hua emerged from the hall, the outside was completely cleared. This group of black-clothed human traffickers, except for the middle-stage Foundation Building leader, had been completely wiped out. Simultaneously, the black-clothed leader also came out. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw his last black-clothed brother dying under the siege of Cheng Mo and the others. Turning his head, he saw bodies lying haphazardly in various places, well-hidden and not easily noticed. His Divine Sense swept over, and the vast abandoned Artifact Refining shop was sparsely breathed, permeated with an eerie silence. The black-clothed leader was visibly shaken, disbelieving. So many of his men, so many of his brothers, just died unnoticed… all of them?! A surge of anger rose in his chest, and he glared at Cheng Mo and the others, shouting fiercely, “You bunch of runts! Who sent you here?” He refused to believe that just these few Sect Disciples in the early stage of Foundation Establishment had managed to wipe out his ten-plus brothers. In that instant, he recalled the invisible Cultivator who had spied on him inside the hall earlier. Concealment Technique? The black-clothed leader frowned. He looked around but saw no sign of that hidden cultivator. It seemed that person, having been exposed, had used the Water System Body Skill to escape and then applied the Concealment Technique to hide their presence. The black-clothed leader’s eyes darkened. In his brief glance earlier, he saw only a splash of water light and didn’t see the true form of the hidden individual. But someone who could learn and skillfully use the Concealment Technique must be a cunning and seasoned cultivator. Not a hundred years old, at least two hundred. “A crafty cultivator showing only the tip of the iceberg, and five young beasts just entered the Sect, killed more than ten of my brothers…” The black-clothed leader drew a standard-issue Spirit Sword, his aura rising around him, his voice icy cold. “I want you all buried with them!” The black-clothed leader, with a middle-phase Foundation Building cultivation, possessed a profound and imposing aura. Cheng Mo and his four companions had serious expressions, but being proud talents of heaven, they were unwilling to admit defeat. Cheng Mo spat out the twig Mo Hua had instructed him to keep in his mouth and shouted, “You beast, die!” and then charged forward, swinging his axe to strike. The other four attacked together. Yang Qianjun wielded his spear fiercely, attacking head-on with Cheng Mo. Situ Jian supported with the Li Fire Sword. Yi Li and Hao Xuan coordinated from the outside. The five encircled him, cooperating reasonably well with each other, involving close combat, ranged attacks, body cultivation, and spiritual cultivation. Axes, swords, and long spears crisscrossed. Spells flew around. For a moment, the black-clothed leader was actually suppressed. His expression remained cold, but he was inwardly shocked. “These kids have some skills and are quite ruthless…” “It might be troublesome to kill them.” “Besides, there’s a cunning, experienced Invisible Cultivator watching, who hasn’t made a move yet…” The black-clothed leader pondered for a moment, then his eyes suddenly turned cold, he parried Cheng Mo’s huge axe with a sword, pushed back Yang Qianjun with a palm, and turned to walk into the hall. His eyes harbored murderous intent. Situ Jian realized immediately, exclaiming, “He’s going to kill those Cultivators who were kidnapped to silence them!” Cheng Mo and the others also changed their expressions drastically and attempted to stop the black-clothed leader, but they were a step too slow. The black-clothed leader sneered, casting a contemptuous glance at everyone. His cultivation was higher, and his movement technique was faster, allowing him to step into the hall first. But as soon as his foot touched the ground, the floor lit up, Formation Patterns activated, and a crimson fire outlined a complex Formation Diagram. The black-clothed leader’s eyes suddenly widened in alarm. “Formation… Formation?!” Seeing the dazzling red light, with spiritual power circulating within the Formation, In the nick of time, the black-clothed leader quickly withdrew his foot, activated a protective Rune, and turned his back to the Formation. Then, the fire erupted, and a loud rumbling sound ensued.