Elder Xun was somewhat puzzled, "See what?"
He could only see Mo Hua, staring blankly at an empty corner.
Mo Hua then turned to look at Master Gu and Fan Jin.
Master Gu and Fan Jin both shook their heads, looking perplexed. They also didn’t know what Mo Hua was actually looking at.
Mo Hua’s heart trembled.
Right!
Divine Concealment!
The Lifebound Divine Statue is "Divine Concealed." Ordinary cultivators can’t see it, just like the dragon bone statue in the Dragon King Temple.
Since this statue has the power of "Divine Concealment," it must be Lord Yellow Mountain’s Lifebound Divine Statue, without a doubt!
Mo Hua was overjoyed in his heart.
He hurriedly took out a black cloth, wrapped the Lifebound Divine Statue, and then said to Xun Ziyou, "Elder Xun, help me carry it."
The Lifebound Divine Statue couldn’t be put into a storage bag.
Elder Xun looked at the seemingly empty package and then at Mo Hua’s serious demeanor, his expression a bit complex, but he didn’t question it either.
Whatever Mo Hua said, he would just do it.
"Alright..."
Xun Ziyou then carried Lord Yellow Mountain’s statue on his back.
But he had no idea what he was actually carrying.
In a trance, Xun Ziyou even felt there was nothing on his back, that he wasn’t carrying anything at all.
Master Gu and Master Fan also seemed to ignore the statue as if they didn’t see it.
Only then did Mo Hua breathe a sigh of relief.
Finally found it.
The Lifebound Divine Statue is as vital as life to a deity.
Lord Yellow Mountain entrusted him with taking his Lifebound Divine Statue out of Solitary Mountain City, partly because he had no other choice, but on the other hand, it also proved he had enough trust in Mo Hua.
Fortunately, he didn’t disappoint that trust.
"Let’s go back..." Mo Hua said.
"Alright." Xun Ziyou nodded.
As the group walked towards the exit of the Divine Temple, just as they were about to step through the door, Mo Hua suddenly felt something and turned his head to look back.
What he then saw was Mr. Tu’s sacrificial knife slashing Shen Shouxing’s throat, a pale claw stabbing through Shen Shouxing’s chest.
Shen Shouxing’s blood flowed out as his body slowly collapsed, lifeless.
Even till the end, he looked at Mr. Tu with madness and resentment, hating that he couldn’t eat his flesh and drink his blood alive.
"Shen Shouxing... is dead..."
Mo Hua furrowed his brow, feeling somewhat complex.
Shen Shouxing was a powerful elder of the Shen Family and the chief culprit of burying over a hundred thousand loose cultivators in Solitary Mountain City.
But he was merely a puppet, a puppet of the aristocratic family.
A puppet of his own desire for power and profit.
Chasing fame and fortune all his life, in the end, once dead, everything becomes void.
Meanwhile, Mo Hua couldn’t help but feel there was something amiss about Shen Shouxing’s death.
As if there were some unresolved karma surrounding him.
"Why... do I feel this way?" Mo Hua was puzzled in his heart.
Just then, the Mr. Tu who killed Shen Shouxing turned his head towards Mo Hua, with a bloodstained sacrificial knife in hand.
His eyes were like those of a demon monster, fierce and hideous.
Mo Hua’s eyes were clear as water, calm yet deep.
The more Mr. Tu looked, the more he felt that Mo Hua was not simple.
The sword cultivator from Taixu Gate, surnamed Xun, might have unfathomable strength, but this young disciple from Taixu Gate before him was also somewhat inscrutable.
But he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage.
What could a Foundation Establishment youngling possibly have that was inscrutable?
A Foundation Establishment kid, at most, only had Foundation Establishment cultivation and divine thought. Could he overturn the heavens?
Mo Hua also looked at Mr. Tu, his gaze sharp, yet in his heart, a killing intent was surging.
Shen Shouxing was dead.
Now, only Mr. Tu remained.
The human skin of Shen Tuao, the complete Four Symbols Green Dragon Formation Diagram, was in Mr. Tu’s hand.
Kill him, and the Four Symbols Green Dragon Formation would be in hand.
The dragon of the Great Wilderness needed the bloodline of the royal descendants of the Great Wilderness.
Now it seemed, with his own bloodline, he might not be able to harness the power of the Azure Dragon, and this Azure Dragon Formation Diagram might not be usable as his Lifebound Formation.
But it was worth a try.
Even if he couldn’t use it, a Second Grade, twenty-one patterns Four Symbols Divine Beast Ultimate Formation was still an absolute treasure for a Formation Master.
Now, almost everyone who entered the Solitary Mountain’s tomb had died.
On his side, there were still Elder Xun, Master Gu, and Master Fan—three Golden Core cultivators.
If the three joined forces, with him assisting from the side to guard against Mr. Tu’s evil thoughts, there was a great chance they could kill this demon-possessed Mr. Tu.
In this way, the Four Symbols Green Dragon Formation would be obtained.
Within a few breaths, Mo Hua weighed the situation in his mind and gradually made up his mind.
"Elder Xun..."
Mo Hua turned his head and spoke to Elder Xun.
But just as he spoke, he saw Elder Xun’s forehead suddenly turn pitch black.
At the same time, an inexplicable panic surged in Mo Hua’s heart.
It seemed that as long as he spoke his request, Elder Xun would die in this Solitary Mountain, and die tragically, never to rest in peace.
Mo Hua’s pupils trembled, and he was momentarily breathless.
"Mo Hua? What’s wrong?" Xun Ziyou saw something strange in Mo Hua’s expression and asked, "Do you have something you want me to do?"
Mo Hua’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated, the panic intensifying, he quickly said, "No!"
"No?"
"No!" Mo Hua asserted firmly.
"Okay." Xun Ziyou nodded.
As Mo Hua said "no," he could clearly see the blackness on Xun Ziyou’s forehead gradually fading.
Only then did the heavy weight on Mo Hua’s heart slowly lift. He reached out and tightly grasped Xun Ziyou’s arm:
"Elder Xun, let’s go quickly!"
Xun Ziyou glanced back at Mr. Tu, frowned slightly, "It’s also a heretical demon. The timing is right, should we slay it?"