Chapter 1192: Chapter 709: Thousands of Evils_3

Two Sheep-Horned Enforcers died without ever knowing how they died.

After chopping off their sheep heads, Mo Hua used Divine Thought into sword to hack for a long time before he could split open the sheep bones. Then, with a simple use of Robbery Thunder to neutralize the poison, he sucked out all the pale golden Divine Marrow inside.

Just like that, simply, he devoured two sheep heads.

Unfortunately, by now, the level of the Sheep-Horned Enforcers had become somewhat low, and there wasn’t much Divine Marrow inside them. Mo Hua smacked his lips, feeling that he hadn’t even savored the taste before it was gone.

And beyond that, there were not many Evil Thoughts.

Mo Hua could only wait for the next “dish.”

Soon, with the thick Filthy Qi infusing the Sea of Consciousness, a corpulent, vast, and ferocious pig head with gleaming fangs appeared.

As soon as the Pig Head Demon made its appearance, it fiercely roared.

Before it could finish its cry, Mo Hua leapt up onto the pig head and clenched his fists, striking down fiercely.

With this blow, carrying the power of a deity, he directly cracked open the Pig Head Demon’s skull.

The ferocious roar of the Pig Head Demon turned into a fearful wail.

Mo Hua “clang clang” continued to pound a few more times, directly twisting and deforming the massive Pig Head Demon into bits and pieces, eventually turning into a puddle of black blood.

Mo Hua manifested Flame Formation, incinerated the black fluid, and refined the pure Divine Thought to devour the massive Pig Head Demon.

However, time was limited, and there was no time to refine it.

Moments later, pink mist spread out, accompanied by delicate sounds and a sweet fragrance wafted over.

Mo Hua was taken aback and suddenly found many extremely beautiful and graceful women in his Sea of Consciousness.

They were barely covered with light gauze, with slender waists and shadows, looking at Mo Hua with eyes full of tender affection, their every frown and smile exuding indescribable charm and passion.

Occasionally, a woman would shed all her robes, revealing a brilliant display of beauty in an instant.

Mo Hua blushed slightly.

But in the blink of an eye, the cold and ethereal face of his senior sister, as if slightly annoyed or tender, and her eyes shimmering like water light, flashed through Mo Hua’s mind.

Mo Hua shook violently and immediately came back to his senses.

A flash of Golden Light in his eyes, he surveyed the surroundings, seeking their true forms, and his expression turned icy.

“Red beauties, white bones, decaying skin and rotting flesh, Fox Demons and evil creatures, disturbing my Taoist Heart!”

Mo Hua snorted coldly, his small hand making a gesture, and the grand Li Mountain Fire Cremation Formation rose from the ground. Mountains turned into prisons and seas of fire raged violently.

The alluring beauties screamed as the fire engulfed them.

They lost their seductive charm, their expressions twisted as they stripped away their beautiful outer shells revealing their hideous true forms.

Some revealed hollow-eyed skeletal corpses from graves.

Others showed their rotting flesh teeming with maggots.

Or human bodies with fox faces, degenerating into monstrous vermin.

Mo Hua showed no mercy, slaying them all with the Fire Formation, slaughtering all these illusion-disguised demon monsters, and then devoured them completely.

Ghosts and Specters, Fox Demons, were exterminated.

After that, a sudden thick black smoke emerged, the malevolent aura sharpened, and the atmosphere abruptly became oppressive. Faint sounds of war horses neighing could be heard.

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart, and from the midst of the black mist, there emerged a towering figure clad in White Bone armor, holding a blood-red Long Halberd, topped with a pair of sheep horns–a very powerful Demon Monster general.

Sheep-Horned General!

And he was the one and only “tough dish” on the menu.

It was estimated that even the Evil God would have to put in a lot of effort to refine such a formidable Evil Spirit.

Mo Hua gazed at the majestic and formidable Demon Monster general, exuding terrifying authority, and felt a burgeoning desire to battle, somewhat eager to test his strength.

The Sheep-Horned Enforcer’s blood-red pupils glanced at Mo Hua.

Even though Mo Hua’s Divine Thought incarnation appeared as a mere “tiny speck,” the battle-hardened Demon Monster general, accustomed to slaughter on the battlefield, still perceived a significant threat.

The Demon Monster mount let out a fierce roar.

With the speed of the wind, the Sheep-Horned Enforcer swung the Long Halberd, creating a trail of blood light, and charged directly at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua clenched his small hand, and Golden Light coalesced into a small Sword, rushing forward to engage in battle with the Enforcer.

For a time, evil aura overflowed, and Golden Light spread.

Sword and halberd intersected, Divine Thought reverberated.

The Sheep-Horned Enforcer, specifically crafted for slaughter, was very strong, but unfortunately, it was up against Mo Hua.

No matter how powerful the Demon Monster, it was still just a Demon Monster.

And Mo Hua was like a godlike child.

Moreover, he was a “deity” that was adept in Formation knowledge and had learned Divine Thought into sword.

In just over a dozen exchanges, the formidable Sheep-Horned Demon Monster general was slain by Mo Hua’s Divine Thought into sword at the foot of his mount.

“What a worthy opponent!”

“Truly a spirited and satisfying battle!”

Mo Hua, not particularly exhausted, wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead as a sign of respect, and then, as usual, chopped off the head of the Sheep-Horned Enforcer.

Another sheep head.

Still another large one.

Mo Hua used the Golden Sword to chisel for quite a while before finally creating a small hole in the sheep’s head, then detoxified it, extracted the Divine Marrow, and also devoured a large amount of Evil Thoughts.

This time he had eaten too much and was already feeling quite full.

The bottleneck of Mo Hua’s Divine Sense also began to stir with eagerness.

But Mo Hua still suppressed his Realm, waiting for the matters here to be resolved, to “eat” his fill at the metaphorical flowing banquet before slowly digesting and calmly achieving a Breakthrough in his Divine Sense.

Subsequently, more Demon Monsters, enveloped in thick black fog, swarmed forth in quick succession.

With weird and bizarre appearances, profound Evil Thoughts, and methods that were either tricky, ruthlessly cold, venomously cruel, or violently fierce…

But none were a match for Mo Hua.

Despite the legions of Evil Spirits, Mo Hua would slash each one with a sword and devour them in one gulp.

First kill, then eat!

He was like a small Evil God transformed from a voracious beast…

Outside the Sea of Consciousness, Wenren Wei’s expression was one of shock, his mind fluctuating.

He could sense wave after wave of some Evil Spirit-like presence, incessantly assailing like a tide.

The sinister aura inside the room was growing stronger with each wave, to the point where even he, a Golden Core Cultivator, felt a creeping sense of dread.

The endpoint where these tide-like Evil Spirits gathered was the frail and helpless young master Yu Er.

And Mo Hua stood between them.

Despite being just a slender, small body, he stood like a fortress impregnable as gold, an imposing city wall blocking all invading Demon Monsters and Ghosts and Specters.

One man guards the pass, and ten thousand Evils cannot open it.

Wenren Wei’s gaze trembled, and even his fingers quivered slightly.