Immortality Through Array Formations-Chapter 1068 - 670 Deification Part 3

Mo Hua sighed.

“Forget it, what’s eaten is eaten; worrying now is pointless.”

And indeed, his Divine Sense had been strengthened, just not in terms of his realm.

But one must be content and not too greedy.

He was in the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, yet his Divine Sense had reached the limit of the Foundation Building Middle Stage.

If he made another breakthrough, he would reach the Divine Sense of the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, and that would be too much…

Mo Hua felt some regrets but still managed to calm his mindset.

He would have to find time to learn about “deification” later.

All fear comes from the unknown.

He knew so little about “deities” now, which was why he was worried.

Later on, he would find opportunities to inquire more about the origins and details of deities. With more knowledge, he would definitely find a way to deal with the aftermath of “eating” a god.

And then there was the Great Wilderness Evil God, who seemed to definitely be “petty.” Although he had only “eaten” Its eye, It would likely hold a grudge.

He would need to act more discreetly in the future.

He also had to think ahead, about what he would do if the Evil God found out about his “theft.”

Mo Hua pondered deeply.

Now, the eye of the Great Wilderness Evil God had been eradicated by Robbery Thunder, leaving only the Divine Marrow, which he had thoroughly consumed.

The Great Wilderness Evil God should not be able to blame him.

After all, as a great Evil God, It couldn’t possibly be unrestricted.

Whether It was “alive” or in “hibernation” was unknown.

Even if “alive,” with so many powerful cultivators in Qian State, It was unlikely to pay attention to a lowly cultivator like him.

Mo Hua nodded, thinking it made sense.

Besides, he had the Taoist Stele, and there was a “Robbery Thunder” on it.

The Taoist Stele protected the heart, and the Robbery Thunder trapped “people.”

Unless the Evil God personally came, he shouldn’t be afraid.

For weaker ones, he could deal with them himself, without needing the Taoist Stele.

At most, after dealing with them, he would use the Robbery Thunder to “detoxify” and the Taoist Stele for “teppanyaki,” clean and hygienic, and helpful in absorption and “digestion.”

Mo Hua completely relaxed his mind.

When you’re covered in lice, you no longer itch; when you owe a lot of debt, you no longer worry.

Having already offended his Uncle, he wasn’t concerned about offending another Evil God.

They were all too powerful and would likely not notice a “tiny ant” like him, provided he kept a low profile…

Mo Hua looked around and found that there were no remaining Evil Thoughts or Divine Thoughts in his Sea of Consciousness. He then peacefully exited his Sea of Consciousness.

In the deserted valley, Mo Hua, lying on the ground, opened his eyes.

The mountains were shrouded in gray; dawn had not yet broken.

The surroundings were filled with signs of battle.

There were traces of the Fireball Technique, Formation, Sword Qi, and also Demonic Qi.

Not far away, the corpse of the black-clad leader lay there.

But by this time, the body had been corroded by the Demonic Qi and turned into a puddle of filthy black water.

It seemed that it hadn’t decomposed previously because of the evil eye.

Now that the evil eye was gone, he faced the same fate as the other black-clad cultivators.

The Demonic Qi eroded the body, and the bones were gone.

But Mo Hua remembered what he looked like.

Although his face had been scorched by the Fire Formation, and he bore a grim and somber countenance with a gloomy voice, he appeared to be a rather young cultivator, probably only in his twenties.

And he was likely a noble family’s son.

He might even be a Sect Disciple.

But Mo Hua didn’t recognize him.

After thinking it through, Mo Hua decided not to disclose this incident just yet.

If word got out, he could become the target of these cultivators lurking in the shadows.

The Great Wilderness Evil God might also trace the clues back to him.

Being a trafficker near the Qianxue State boundary meant they had significant backing.

He could also become a target of these behind-the-scenes forces.

Moreover, even if he spoke out, he doubted anyone would believe him.

Now that the black-clad leader was dead, his flesh turned to a puddle of black water, beyond recognition, there was no one to attest to the truth.

Without evidence, he would be accused of spreading rumors and slandering, only causing trouble for himself.

All things considered, it just didn’t seem right.

Mo Hua shook his head.

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He would pay attention to the clues in secret for now, then discreetly inform Uncle Gu when he had solid evidence.

Until then, he must not expose himself.

Mo Hua checked the black-clad leader’s Storage Bag again. Inside were just Spirit Stones and several common, mass-produced Spirit Swords.

There were also a few Pills, which were clearly Evil Pills.

Nothing of value.

Mo Hua drew the Fire Formation to burn the black-clad leader’s body again.

Then he drew the Earthen Burial Formation to deeply bury his remains under the earth and stones.

He also tinkered with the surroundings, covering up his own tracks.