The opponent has five people; it’ll be somewhat tricky to fight, so we need to find the right opportunity to strike first . . . Find a way to take down a few of them first! Mo Hua thought to himself. Meanwhile, Zhang Quan and the Elders of the Zhang Family had already begun to draw upon the Divine Sense within Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness. Elder Song had only taken one breath when his eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "This is the purest, most abundant, and profound Divine Sense I have tasted in hundreds of years . . ." Zhang Quan was also extremely shocked, "This Divine Sense, I’m afraid it’s reached Foundation Establishment . . ." Elder Song slowly nodded, "That’s right." Zhang Quan’s heart trembled. Qi Refinement Realm with Foundation Establishment Divine Sense! No wonder... No wonder this kid is so troublesome, no wonder he learned formations so well, and no wonder I couldn’t see through his Concealment Technique . . . Divine Sense breaking through realms, surpassing levels, what kind of strange creature is this . . . Elder Song frowned and asked, "With such strong Divine Sense . . . what exactly is this kid’s identity?" Zhang Quan shook his head, "I only know that this kid is a Formation Master, and his mentorship seems not bad, but as for his exact identity, the disciple does not know . . ." Elder Song pondered for a moment and then shook his head, "No matter, what his identity is, it doesn’t matter. No matter how good his talent or how strong his Divine Sense, he is but meat on the chopping block for our Zhang Family." "The stronger the Divine Sense, the more succulent it is, for us, it’s a blessing from heaven!" Zhang Quan also agreed, "The Elder speaks the truth." After saying this, he was a bit puzzled and asked, "Elder Song, in the Ancestral Master Picture, some of our ancestors seem to have disappeared; where did they go?" Elder Song was slightly startled, his brow furrowing even more, "This . . . I don’t know either . . ." Zhang Quan was somewhat surprised. Elder Song said gravely, "The ancestor calculated but could not determine any traces; they might be trapped by something, unable to break free temporarily, or they could have been slain, their form and spirit both extinguished . . ." Zhang Quan felt a chill in his heart, "Slain?" He found it hard to believe. Among those missing ancestors were several Elders of the Iron Corpse Realm . . . What thing is capable of slaying an Iron Corpse Elder without leaving a trace? As Zhang Quan was in shock, he suddenly gave a start. He realized something was amiss . . . Without knowing when, many complex and mysterious Patterns had suddenly appeared around them; these Patterns subtly conformed to the Great Dao, intricate and beautiful, with a terrifying aura flowing within them. Zhang Quan quickly came to his senses and was immediately alarmed, "Not good!" Both Elders also noticed and their expressions changed drastically as they tried to leave. But it was already too late! The first Golden Lock Formation was completed. Golden Spiritual Power manifested Spiritual Locks, trapping all of them. Then, in just a few moments, three Fire Formations materialized on their own around them, like three bright red lotuses ready to burst into bloom, surrounding the group. The Golden Lock Three Lotus Earthfire Formation was established. In the corner, Mo Hua silently chanted in his mind, "Explode!" The Golden Lock Three Lotus Earthfire Compound Formation suddenly exploded! Three lotuses bloomed, burst brightly and blinked out; as thin as threads, they surged and intertwined, enveloping Zhang Quan and the others. A moment later, the firelight dissipated. Within the Formation, the figures of Zhang Quan and the others were revealed. Their bodies grew taller, their clothes ragged, their skin an ashen blue, their pupils turned white, and their mouths sported hideous sharp teeth; they had completely transformed into "corpses." At the moment of the Compound Formation’s explosion, they were bound by the Golden Lock Formation, with no means of escape; they could only forcibly undergo Corpse Transformation, relying on an iron-like body to withstand the damage. Even so, two normal disciples were still killed instantly, turning into two wisps of blue smoke. Elder Si had the worst luck, positioned at the center of the Formation’s explosion, and sustained the most severe injuries, collapsing unconscious to the ground. Zhang Quan was a bit luckier but also covered in burn marks, with serious injuries. Elder Song was slightly dimmer in form, also heavily injured. The Compound Formation’s explosion took out three "people," leaving only Zhang Quan and Elder Song. "Who?!" Elder Song looked shocked. How could there be a Formation inside the Sea of Consciousness? And when was this Formation laid out? And how could anyone paint a Formation within the Sea of Consciousness? Elder Song didn’t understand. This was completely beyond his understanding of Tao Cultivation . . . In the corner, a small figure gradually became visible. It was a small cultivator, with a fair and lovely appearance. Zhang Quan’s eyes immediately became bloodshot as if he saw his father’s murderer, "Is it you??" Mo Hua disdainfully said, "Isn’t this obvious, if not me, then who?" Zhang Quan was so frustrated he itched to bite, "How can you be in the Sea of Consciousness?" Mo Hua couldn’t be bothered to answer him. Elder Song’s heart tightened, and his eyes narrowed, "Divine Sense Manifestation . . ." This little cultivator, either had innate talents or had cultivated a Divine Thought spell. The former would be okay, but if it’s the latter, that would be troublesome. He thought back to the complex Formation Patterns and the terrifying explosive power of the Formation’s detonation, and a sense of foreboding came over him. This little Cultivator is definitely not a kind soul! This time, in their attempt to feast, they may have bitten off more than they can chew... Elder Song’s thoughts shifted slightly as he said loudly, "Little Taoist friend, let’s talk this over." Mo Hua’s eyebrows raised, "What do you want to say?" "You killed two of my Zhang Family disciples and severely injured Elder Si, but it’s okay, we can let bygones be bygones..." "Elder!" Zhang Quan said urgently. Elder Song gave him a look, signaling him to be quiet, and then continued: "Let’s live and let live, pretending nothing ever happened. Little Taoist friend, just let us leave and that will be fine..." Mo Hua’s smile was ambiguous, "Let you go so you can call more people to come and devour me, is that it?" Elder Song’s expression remained unchanged, but his heart skipped a beat. "This kid is indeed as Zhang Quan said — astute and crafty, not easy to deceive..." Elder Song responded, "I swear, after leaving here, I will not trouble the little Taoist friend anymore." Mo Hua snorted internally. These days, not even human words can be trusted, much less the words of a "ghost". Mo Hua frowned slightly, feigning hesitation, and asked doubtfully: "Are you serious?" Elder Song felt a glimmer of hope and hurriedly nodded, "My word is as good as gold, of course I’m serious!" "Good!" Mo Hua nodded. Elder Song was delighted, but in an instant of carelessness, he realized that fiery-red Formation Patterns had suddenly appeared under his feet. Elder Song was taken aback in shock and hastily retreated, but he still got caught by the blast of the Earth Fire Formation, the fire’s Spiritual Power invading his body and aggravating his injuries. He couldn’t help cursing loudly: "You little devil, you’re dishonest!" Mo Hua looked innocent, "How have I been dishonest?" "You said you’d let us out!" Mo Hua replied, "You said your word is as good as gold and that you were serious. I just said ’good,’ but I never said I’d let you go..." After speaking, Mo Hua muttered again: "Could it be that living so long has made you hard of hearing? You can’t even understand what is said..." Elder Song was enraged, "You..." Zhang Quan hurriedly stopped Elder Song, suggesting from experience, "Elder, don’t talk to him!" Otherwise, he’ll make you so angry you’ll die, don’t ask me how I know... Zhang Quan silently thought to himself. Elder Song was still seething with anger, yet he heeded the advice and did not foolishly engage Mo Hua in argument any further. Zhang Quan, on the other hand, glared at Mo Hua and said to Elder Song in a low voice: "Elder, this little devil is cunning and sly; we can’t deceive him, we must kill him, otherwise, keeping him will surely be a disaster!" Elder Song pondered for a moment before responding with hatred in his voice: "Fine, we’ll join forces to kill him! To flay him alive and consume him!" Zhang Quan was overjoyed, "Good!" He had long wanted to kill Mo Hua, and now, in the Sea of Consciousness, with the experienced and profound Divine Sense of the Iron Corpse Elder to aid him, the timing couldn’t be better. Zhang Quan charged at Mo Hua with all his might. In his mind, with his charge and Elder Song backing him up, the two of them together would surely be able to take down Mo Hua. Little Mo Hua, who only knows underhanded tactics like the Formation’s Concealment Technique, would surely crumble in direct combat. However, reality turned out to be somewhat different from what he expected... Mo Hua raised his hand, and first came a Fireball Technique, fast and accurate, unavoidable, and exploding directly on Zhang Quan’s face. Zhang Quan’s figure staggered, his body igniting with intense flames, causing excruciating pain. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎 Enduring the pain, he continued to charge forward, but within a few steps, he was immobilized by the Water Prison Technique. Then came another fireball. And again the Water Prison Technique, followed by another Fireball Technique... ... The Water Prison Technique controlled him, the Fireball Technique was fierce. Without even reaching Mo Hua, his Divine Sense was overwhelmed, and he knelt to the ground. From beginning to end, Mo Hua stood in his place without moving a step, just extending his little hand and casting a few spells, and Zhang Quan was brought to his knees. Zhang Quan felt a chill in his heart. What’s going on? Why is this little devil so terrifying in the Sea of Consciousness? Even more horrifying than the impression given by Lu Chengyun. Could it be, he felt... despair? How could there be such a huge gap between his Divine Sense and this little devil’s? Zhang Quan was utterly baffled. Just then, another thought struck him: Where’s Elder Song? Barely managing to look back, he only saw the frantic silhouette of Elder Song making his escape... He’s running away?! Zhang Quan spewed out a mouthful of blood. We had agreed to join forces and kill this little devil, but while I charged in, Elder Song ran off!! Why? You, a dignified Elder, are you really that cowardly?