无码里番纯肉H在线网站

“What profound Divine Sense! It’ll be enough to sate me for a long time!”

Then, with its eyes spinning like copper bells, it saw the Painting Formation in the Sea of Consciousness and its smile abruptly stiffened, “How are you in here?”

Mo Hua looked puzzled, “This is my Sea of Consciousness, why can’t I be in here?”

“No, no, that’s not right! You shouldn’t be here!”

The little green-faced ghost’s eyes whirled, its expression changing, and suddenly it shouted,

“Divine Sense Manifestation, a natural talent that makes for a great supplement! This is a heaven-sent opportunity! Good! Extremely good!”

Mo Hua furrowed his brows.

“Great supplement? Are you talking about me? Is this green-faced little ghost feeding on the Divine Sense of Cultivators?”

Mo Hua then remembered what Mr. Zhuang had said:

“The Contemplation Map reflects the Divine Sense of others and their understanding of the Heavenly Dao. In other words, what it contemplates is another’s ‘Dao,’ or sometimes, the ‘Dao’ of some Non-Humans. Once the Divine Sense indulges in it, it often leads to extremely terrible consequences…”

Could this green-faced little ghost be what Mr. Zhuang referred to as “the Dao of Non-Humans”?

Mo Hua’s gaze sharpened as he asked, “What on earth are you?”

The little green-faced ghost sneered, “Kid, once I’ve eaten you, you’ll find out.”

Without waiting for Mo Hua to react, it transformed into a green shadow, baring its fangs and making a fierce face as it darted straight toward Mo Hua as if it was about to devour him.

Mo Hua hastily retreated, his figure graceful as he dodged the pouncing little green-faced ghost.

The little green-faced ghost was surprised and suspicious.

Mo Hua was also slightly stunned; he found that in the Sea of Consciousness, he could use the Water Passing Step.

Previously, when he had entered the Sea of Consciousness, he had always been sitting in front of the Taoist Stele, Drawing Formations, never having tried using a movement technique; now, as he evaded the little ghost’s onslaught, he used a movement technique inadvertently, and it was then that Mo Hua realized this.

If the Water Passing Step could be used, what about Spells?

As the little green-faced ghost lunged at him again, Mo Hua, while dodging, tried to use the Water Prison Technique and the Fireball Technique.

However, he was unable to cast either of these Spells.

The Water Passing Step uses Divine Sense to control Spiritual Power, which then leads the physical body.

Now, the Mo Hua in the Sea of Consciousness was a pure Thought Body without any Spiritual Power or physical body, so naturally, he could move as nimbly as if he were using the Water Passing Step.

But the Water Prison Technique and Fireball Technique both rely on Divine Sense to propel Spiritual Power and condense Spells, with Spiritual Power being the foundation.

Since there was no Spiritual Power within the Sea of Consciousness, naturally, Spells could not be cast.

The little green-faced ghost was incredibly fast, but Mo Hua’s movement technique was even more exquisite. So after several exchanges, the little ghost still couldn’t get the better of Mo Hua.

The little green-faced ghost looked ferocious with frustration.

Yet in Mo Hua’s heart, a weight also began to settle.

He could only dodge using the Water Passing Step, unable to trap enemies with the Water Prison Technique or attack with the Fireball Technique, making him nothing but a living target. Continuing to evade like this was ultimately not a solution.

He needed to think of another way!

The little green-faced ghost pounced and lunged for quite some time, still unable to touch Mo Hua, feeling mocked, its eyes filled with malice as it said:

“You’re forcing my hand!”

“Once I catch you, I will nibble on you bit by bit, chewing you into pieces!”

After saying this, the little green-faced ghost actually tore off its own left arm and threw it into its mouth, chewing its own limb into shreds.

Simultaneously, a fierce aura rose up from the little ghost’s body.

The ghost’s body gradually grew larger, its killing intent more concentrated, its fangs longer, and its face even more gruesome. In just a moment, it had become a true Evil Ghost.

“You won’t be able to escape now.”

The Green-faced Devil looked at Mo Hua with a sneer, but then it saw that Mo Hua wasn’t running anymore and was standing still.

Around Mo Hua, some intricate Patterns had appeared at an unknown time.

“Playing tricks!”

The Evil Ghost said hoarsely, then fearlessly rushed straight toward Mo Hua.

As it closed in on Mo Hua within a yard, as soon as it touched those Patterns, it felt a terrifying force vibrating outwards.

A surge of raging fire immediately engulfed it, burning its body and bringing endless pain.

The Evil Ghost screamed in disbelief:

“A Formation! You’re a Formation Master?!”

Seeing the effectiveness of the Formation and its power being stronger than he had anticipated, Mo Hua also couldn’t help but heave a sigh of relief.

Since he could not use Spells, all he could use was Formation.

Mo Hua’s Cultivation Technique was the Heaven Yan Jue, and the bottleneck of the Heaven Yan Jue was the Mystery Formation.

The Mystery Formation is embedded within the Sea of Consciousness, and to solve it, Mo Hua must draw Formation Patterns inside the Sea of Consciousness, unravel the Mystery Formation, and break through the bottleneck.

In other words, within the Sea of Consciousness, the Formation was effective.

But this Formation, within the Sea of Consciousness, is different.

Formation is the manifestation of the rules of the Heavenly Dao; its essence is Divine Sense’s comprehension of the Heavenly Dao.

When drawing a Formation in the outside world, one must rely on Formation media to carry the Formation, use Spiritual Ink to depict the Patterns, and finally use Spiritual Power to activate the Formation.

The effects of a Formation are realized by Spiritual Power.

The might of a Formation is, in fact, the lethality of various types of Spiritual Power such as the Five Elements.

However, Formations within the Sea of Consciousness are different.

Inside the Sea of Consciousness, there are no external objects, only the pure Divine Sense, so the effects of a Formation are actually the effects of Divine Sense.

The power of a Formation is actually the power of Divine Sense.

The First-grade Earth Fire Formation drawn by Mo Hua, the explosion of which produces intense fire, is not real flames, but illusory fire condensed from Divine Sense.

It can only injure Divine Sense, burning without flame and accompanied by the agony of illusory incineration.

And coincidentally, this Little Green-faced Ghost should, like the Mo Hua in the Sea of Consciousness, be an illusory Divine Thought Body.

Now it seems the effects of the Formation are even better than Mo Hua had imagined.

The Formation constructed of Divine Sense is extremely pure and its power is notable, enough to harm the very foundation of the Evil Ghost’s Divine Thought.

Mo Hua’s spirits lifted, and his gaze gradually grew colder.

Formation painting requires time, and previously, chased by this little ghost, Mo Hua had no time to spare and hence no opportunity to draw a Formation.

But this little ghost, in a furious fit, spoke nonsense when battle came.

It chewed on its own arm for a long while before enlarging its body, wasting more time.

Such a long preparation time was enough for Mo Hua to complete the Formation.

The little ghost, turning into an Evil Ghost, seemed to grow stronger, but it gave Mo Hua time, allowing him, a Formation Master, to draw a Formation.

A Formation Master within a Formation is the most powerful one.

Cold light focused in Mo Hua’s eyes as he began to consider how to slaughter this little ghost.

Chased around by it before, Mo Hua had pent-up frustration, and now he naturally wouldn’t let it go.

The Green-faced Devil was blasted away by the Earth Fire Formation, lying on the ground, being burned by the fierce fire, and wailing incessantly.

It wanted to extinguish the flames, but these flames were condensed by the Formation using the power of Divine Sense and had no physical form, only a Divine Sense phantom.

The Green-faced Devil was unable to extinguish them, and the fire kept burning until its green skin turned charred, and then it gradually died down.

The Green-faced Devil stood up, its charred skin quickly recovering as before, but its breath had weakened a notch.

Though its appearance was a Divine Sense phantom, the fire of the Formation had burned its Divine Sense.

Even if its appearance remained the same, its Divine Thought’s origin had suffered a great loss.

Still fiercely glaring at Mo Hua, the Green-faced Devil’s surface bravado hid underlying frailty, and a deep dread welled up inside it.

“What kind of monster is this? Manifesting Divine Thought, and even able to condense Formation with Divine Sense?”

In terms of the power of Divine Thought alone, it was stronger than this little Cultivator.

If it were to fight normally with Divine Thought, it could easily tear this little Cultivator to pieces.

But with this little Cultivator using Formation, everything was completely different.

A Formation inscribed with the Heavenly Dao is the ultimate use of Divine Sense.

Especially in a battle of Divine Thought, a Formation leverages Heavenly Dao to directly harm the origin, making its lethality even more formidable.

With this realization, the Green-faced Devil felt a strong desire to retreat.

There was no point in continuing to tangle.

It could no longer do anything to this little Cultivator.

Not only was it impotent against him, but if the battle continued and it was injured by his Formation, there was even a possibility of significant vitality loss, or the complete obliteration of its Divine Thought.

“Brat, I won’t let you go,” the Green-faced Devil spat viciously, yet its body slowly retreated.

Seeing it wanted to escape, Mo Hua’s brows furrowed.

His Formation, whether for offense or defense, could only be located in one place.

If this Green-faced ghost decided to run, there truly seemed no way to detain it.

The Green-faced Devil retreated slowly, reaching the edge of Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness, about to escape.

Just then, 1 p.m. arrived.

In the center of the ethereal Sea of Consciousness, a broken Stele quietly surfaced.

An intangible yet profound aura instantly spread out.

The aura contained immense terror.

The Green-faced Devil suddenly realized the danger, its eyes widened, even the green in its skin seeming to fade, its expression full of extreme fear as it screamed loudly,

“What is this?!”