These corpse fiends were hatched from its flesh, mixed with its corpse poison and death aura, as if they were its "offspring".
The offspring of the flesh corpse image separated from its body, baring fangs and claws, and then surged like a tide, chasing after the fleeing crowd.
These "offspring" of the corpse fiends were densely packed, unending, making Mr. Hui’s scalp tingle.
Even Mo Hua was startled.
He hid at the edge of a deep pit, where the flesh corpse image could not harm him.
But these separated corpse fiend offspring, like a tide, were different.
If submerged by this corpse tide, he would surely die without a burial place.
Without hesitation, Mo Hua immediately took to his heels and ran.
During the chaos, Mo Hua’s fleeing figure caught the attention of another person.
Seeing Mo Hua’s figure, he acted as a cat would upon seeing a mouse, instantly driven by greed, uncontrollably chasing after Mo Hua.
In his heart, this tomb raiding was surely over.
Such a colossal corpse figure could not be killed; escaping was the best option.
Since this journey was destined to be fruitless, he might as well capture Mo Hua and interrogate the whereabouts of the Gold-Seeking Talisman.
Once he had the Gold-Seeking Talisman, he would flee far away.
Thereafter taking on a new identity, he would seek a great opportunity.
Mouse’s eyes glinted red, his brow began to take on a bluish tint, and with a dark expression, he pursued Mo Hua.
The corpse fiends chased him, and he chased Mo Hua.
The situation here was different from that in the passageway.
Previously, in the passageway, Mo Hua relied on his movement technique to maneuver skillfully, leaving some room for himself.
But now, a large horde of corpse fiends was pursuing behind.
Both of them could only run forward; if Mo Hua used the Water Passing Step to dodge left and right a few times, he would easily be caught by the corpse fiends behind.
Once submerged in the corpse tide, with densely packed zombie hands grabbing, zombie teeth gnawing, there was no space to dodge; no matter how good the movement technique, it was useless.
Therefore, Mo Hua could only run straight ahead.
But the Water Passing Step was not suited for long-distance sprinting.
He was still in Foundation Establishment; if he continued running like this, he would only be pulled closer and closer by Mouse, eventually falling into Mouse’s hands.
Mo Hua’s brow slightly furrowed.
Being chased by this damn mouse several times now, endlessly, his patience had worn thin.
Mo Hua’s face gradually turned cold.
Mouse did not notice, his mind was solely focused on how to catch Mo Hua and where to take him for interrogation once caught.
Finally, after running for 30 minutes.
The distance between Mouse and Mo Hua was almost just an arm’s reach; he could reach out and touch him.
With a flash of brilliance in his eyes, Mouse immediately extended his rough hand to grab Mo Hua’s shoulder, and unsurprisingly, he caught him.
Mouse’s expression was overjoyed, and his gaze became even more greedy.
But his joy was short-lived; in the next moment, the water mist dispersed, and Mo Hua’s figure directly vanished from his grasp.
Mouse’s expression froze, and he couldn’t help but look up.
At this glance, he saw a pair of golden eyes.
Within those eyes, there was a strict prison, with Sword Qi surging, the sharp Sword Intent directly tore through the air, cleaving into Mouse’s eyes.
A piercing pain exploded.
Mouse roared in agony, clutching his eyes, his body came to a halt, and then his Divine Soul trembled, and terror arose in his heart:
"What is this sinister thing...?"
Before he could think further, he felt a pair of hands clutching his shoulders, while another pair tugged at his calves.
Not just that, all over his body, his head, hands of the corpse fiend grabbed onto him.
Moreover, a corpse fiend opened its sharp teeth, starting to gnaw on his head...
Stunned by the Soul-Shocking Sword, Mouse’s movement technique stalled for a moment, after which he was chased down by the dense horde of corpse fiends.
Mouse was shocked, struggling desperately, but the more corpse fiends he shook off, the more climbed onto his body.
In just a moment, he was thus drowned alive by the corpse tide.
Mo Hua did not look back; he had no leisure for that.
In this life-and-death moment of being chased by the corpse tide, finding time to unleash a Water Shadow Phantom Body, and add a Soul-Shocking Sword Eyes was already his limit.
He even only executed the Soul-Shocking Sword for a moment.
Then he turned and ran towards the distance without looking back.
He ran, running until he reached the tunnel before the subterranean palace, only then did Mo Hua breathe a sigh of relief.
This was the path they had taken; it was also the only way out.
Mo Hua immediately dove into the tunnel, and it seemed no corpse fiends were chasing behind.
Turning back to look, he saw the corpse fiends like water, but most gathered around the flesh corpse image, fewer the further out they went.
By the edge of the tunnel, only a few remained.
The copper coffin and the corpse image were of the same root, the corpse image could not leave the copper coffin.
And this group of hatched corpse fiends, with their immense flesh corpse image, were like a "mother-child bond", unable to stray far from the corpse image.
Mo Hua breathed a slight sigh of relief.
"Little brother."
Someone called him, and Mo Hua turned to find it was Mr. Hui.
Besides Mr. Hui, there were Stone, and a few black-robed cultivators, all gathered in the tunnel.
These people were Golden Core, stronger than Mo Hua, and could run fast when facing danger, thus also evading the corpse tide.
However, at this moment, everyone seemed weak, clearly exhausted from the fight with the flesh corpse image and the life-or-death escape.
Mr. Hui looked Mo Hua up and down, asking, "Little brother... are you alright?"
Relief and luck of surviving the ordeal showed on Mo Hua’s face as he nodded and said, "I was fortunate, I made it out."
Mr. Hui also sighed in relief, a gleam in his eyes: "Good that you’re okay."
Mo Hua then walked into the tunnel; after just a few steps, suddenly a heavy, silent voice sounded:
"Where’s Mouse?"
"Mouse?" Mr. Hui was slightly stunned, then took a moment to look around, indeed finding Mouse absent from the group.
It was Stone who asked the question.
Stone furrowed his brows, then looked at Mo Hua, saying:
"When we were fleeing, I saw Mouse escaping with you; there’s no reason you made it out, but he didn’t. Where’s Mouse?"
In Mr. Hui’s group, although Mr. Pi was in Foundation Establishment, he held a special status.
Mr. Hui was the leader, and Stone and Mouse had the best relationship.
Therefore, only he cared about Mouse at this point.
Mo Hua shook his head, "I was focused on escaping, I don’t know about anything else..." .
Stone cast a doubtful look at Mo Hua, but after reflecting, found it improbable.
A Foundation Establishment, trying to harm a Golden Core, was unlikely.
Just then, a set of heavy footsteps echoed from the tunnel mouth.
Mo Hua’s heart trembled slightly, as he looked back, he saw Mouse, covered in blood, hanging with rotting flesh, full of bite marks, trudging step by step.
His face seethed with venom, eyes veined with blood-red, stared fixedly at Mo Hua, uttering:
"Brat, you... got me killed..."