Chapter 1352: Chapter 760 Copper Coin_2 He knows how to judge the severity. After speaking, Xun Ziyou then chased after the two Golden Core stage demon cultivators. Mo Hua had no choice but to wait in place. Meanwhile, he was curious in his heart, those two demon cultivator Elders, in such a late night, rushing forward without even bothering to conceal their tracks, where on earth were they going? But now, he could not guess, and could only wait patiently. Mo Hua waited like this on the big tree in front of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons. But after waiting for a long time, until there were fewer and fewer demon cultivators down below, the boiling Blood Stream gradually calmed, and just as the White Bone Path was about to close, Elder Xun still hadn’t returned. Mo Hua was a little worried. "Could something have happened to Elder Xun..." He is an Elder of the Taixu Gate, a descendant of Elder Master Xun, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator. He shouldn’t be so easy to fall... Mo Hua was very worried about Elder Xun. He turned his head again and glanced at the distant Valley of Ten Thousand Demons. On the White Bone Path, the number of demon cultivators was getting fewer and the monster Qi was getting weaker. It seemed like it wouldn’t be long before the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons would close again. Mo Hua sent a transmission to Elder Xun: "Elder Xun, are you okay?" "Have you come back?" But the message he sent out went like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response. I don’t know if Elder Xun didn’t see it, or if he was delayed by something. Mo Hua was a little anxious. What to do? Go in there alone? Mo Hua immediately shook his head. He’s not going. Too reckless... But if he doesn’t go now, he’ll have to wait another month, and by then, who knows what changes might happen. If something unexpected happens, and the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons closes or is destroyed, then the Four Symbols Formation and the Divine Tao Array inside would probably be out of reach. "The Four Symbols Formation and the Divine Tao Array..." Mo Hua had an internal struggle and finally sighed. Forget it. Even though he really wanted to learn these two formations, the current situation was indeed not suitable for taking risks. It’s better to wait for Elder Xun to come back and then discuss it carefully. Mo Hua slowly nodded. Thus, he waited for another hour. Elder Xun still hadn’t returned. Similarly, the gates of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons hadn’t closed either. Mo Hua was a bit puzzled. "Not closing the gate? What does that mean?" "Waiting for me to go in?" Can’t be... He doesn’t have such great face. Mo Hua looked again at the demon cultivators below, only to find that at the edge of the White Bone Path, there were a few demon cultivators guarding a coffin. From a distance, covered by black robes, Mo Hua couldn’t see their faces, but he could vaguely sense their emotions. They were very anxious, seemingly waiting for something. Mo Hua frowned. What were they waiting for? Curious, Mo Hua pondered briefly, then quietly and gently got up and leapt to a big tree closest to them. This distance was just right to hear the voices of these demon cultivators. It’s just that their mouths and noses seemed demonized, and the sounds they made were a bit like wild beasts panting, not like human voices. After listening for a while, Mo Hua gradually made out their words. "...why...so long..." "Missed the hour..." "Seems there’s some...unforeseen event..." "...was discovered..." "If not faster, the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons will really close..." Mo Hua’s brow furrowed tighter and tighter. As he was puzzling over this, he heard some movement from afar. Mo Hua looked in the direction of the sound and saw a demon cultivator emerge from the dense forest, carrying a sack on its back. After the demon cultivator approached, it threw the sack on the ground and said in a muffled voice: "The person kept their word, the ’goods’ have been delivered." A demon cultivator stepped forward and opened the sack. Inside the sack was a person, and as the sack was untied, a dull little head emerged. Mo Hua looked down and was shocked. "Little Wood?!" How did he get caught here? Inside the sack, Ouyang Mu was unconscious, not knowing what had happened to him. As Mo Hua was puzzled, more movement came from afar, and two more demon cultivators approached. One of these demon cultivators also carried a sack on its back. As they got closer, it threw the sack on the ground. "It took some effort, damn..." That demon cultivator kicked the sack, "He’s got quite a temper." Mo Hua’s heart tightened. Who was captured this time? "Is he dead?" a demon cultivator asked. "No, the young master instructed that he’s only useful alive. How could we possibly kill him..." As he spoke, a demon cultivator opened the sack. Inside the sack was a pale-faced person. Mo Hua was very surprised. Song Jian? He got caught too? But Song Jian, well, they weren’t really familiar, whether dead or alive, it didn’t really matter. Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief. Then a group of demon cultivators gathered together, still without any actions, seemingly still waiting for something. Mo Hua frowned, "Are more people to be captured?" He had a vague sense of foreboding. Sure enough, within 30 minutes, another batch of demon cultivators came from afar. This time, there were four demon cultivators, all at the Peak of Foundation Establishment stage, with powerful demonic power, looking no different from monstrous beasts. One of the demon cultivators carried a sack on its back too. Close up, it threw the sack on the ground and opened it, revealing as expected, a handsome youth—Ling Huxiao. The once proud Ling Huxiao was now covered in wounds, also unconscious. A demon cultivator sighed: "This kid, he’s damn tough, no wonder he’s a Sword Dao genius of the Rushing Void Sect..." "Four of you at the Peak of Foundation Establishment, struggling so much to capture a middle-stage Foundation Establishment?" "What do you know? Killing is easy, capturing alive is difficult, and we can’t cripple him." "Moreover, how do you know what status he might have in the future?" A demon cultivator sneered: "Maybe we, who are neither human nor monster, will have to rely on his favor, live under his mercy, how dare I truly offend him?"