Even this little monster, which could be called a devilish creature, couldn't do anything about itself.
The Sheep-Horned Demon Monster was being tormented by Mo Hua, yet felt proud because of its own devoutness and the Divine Lord's blessing.
It sneered, "Don't waste your effort, you milk-nosed little ghost, mere riffraff, how could you understand the power of the Master of the Great Wilderness?"
Mo Hua was a bit angry.
He frowned, and suddenly his eyes rolled playfully, and he said with a smile,
"Let me show you something nice."
The Demon Monster was startled, and it wouldn't believe for the death of it that Mo Hua would really show it anything "nice."
The Demon Monster snorted coldly, "Stop playing any cunning schemes, in front of the Divine Lord, everything..."
But Mo Hua didn't listen, and before it could finish speaking, he grabbed it by the back of its neck and dragged it in front of the Taoist Stele.
It was past 1 p.m., and the Taoist Stele could now manifest.
Mo Hua pressed the Demon Monster's head against the Taoist Stele, and commanded,
Although the Demon Monster didn't believe there was anything that could break the Divine Lord's protection, it was still apprehensive of Mo Hua and kept its eyes tightly shut, daring not to look at anything.
Mo Hua thought for a moment and then said,
"Your Divine Lord is like a mouse, sneaky and disgraceful without any sense of shame..."
"Always hiding behind others, like a shrinking turtle."
"No, you said it hasn't awakened yet, so it must be hibernating..."
"Thousand-year tortoise, ten thousand-year turtle, is your Divine Lord a tortoise or a turtle?"
Infuriated by Mo Hua's "sweet nothings," the Sheep-Horned Enforcer finally couldn't bear it anymore.
It abruptly opened its eyes and immediately froze.
Before its eyes was a stark, deadly Thunder Pattern.
The rage in the heart of the Sheep-Horned Demon Monster instantly dissipated, and boundless fear surged forth.
It widened its eyes, unable to believe.
What kind of monster was this little ghost?!
How could his Sea of Consciousness contain Robbery Thunder?!
The Sheep-Horned Enforcer couldn't finish its sentence when it saw the Thunder Pattern flicker slightly, revealing just a hint of its aura, which spawned a faint Thunder Flow that instantly erased its consciousness.
At the same time, its "indestructible" ram horns, protected by the Master of the Great Wilderness, also had any "immortal" Divine Thoughts instantly obliterated.
Ram-horned Skull bore several cracks.
Mo Hua quickly took it away from the Thunder Pattern, and with a simple twist, he easily broke it open, and from the skull oozed a streak of pale golden Divine Thought fluid...
Mo Hua was surprised, "Is this...bone marrow?"
The pale golden bone marrow!
Mo Hua stared at the "bone marrow," hesitated for a long while, but couldn't restrain himself, dipped his index finger in it, and tasted it.
But the texture was good...
The Divine Thoughts contained were not strong, but after eating, there was a very mysterious sensation.
As if he were a deity residing above the ninth heaven, mighty and overlooking all living beings.
And all these living beings were mere ants, mere riffraff.
They were his sacrificial offerings...
Mo Hua quickly shook his head, casting away these bizarre and absurd thoughts, and then carefully examined himself.
Only then did he discover that his Divine Consciousness Entity, without knowing when, had gained traces of pale golden blood.
Although very faint, so faint that only he could notice.
"Could this golden bone marrow truly be 'Divine' Thought?"
Could this trace of "Blood of Divine Sense" come from those Demon Monsters' Divine Lord, also known as the "Master of the Great Wilderness"?
And why were these Demon Monsters fixated on Yu Er?
Were they... planning to use Yu Er as a sacrificial offering?
Mo Hua's gaze grew solemn.
In the midst of it all, he always felt that a huge conspiracy loomed over Yu Er, the Shangguan Family, and even the entirety of Qian State...
But what exactly it was, he still had no clue.
"Never mind, one step at a time..."
Just do what I need to do...
Adhering to the principle of "not wasting," Mo Hua drank all of the remaining pale golden "bone marrow."
Since it had been struck by Robbery Thunder, even if the "bone marrow" had truly contained the Divine Thoughts of the Wild God, they would have been eradicated, leaving only pure, somewhat divine Divine Sense.
It was a great tonic!
Mo Hua held the ram-horned skull, drank the "bone marrow," licked his lips, and felt completely satisfied. His body's traces of pale golden blood also increased slightly.
Thus, all the Demon Monsters were completely devoured by him, leaving not even bones and marrow.
After having his "fill," and eating well, it was already late, and Mo Hua prepared to go out.
Mo Hua exited from his Sea of Consciousness, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he noticed a soft blanket covering him.
A gentle woman was by his side, looking anxious—it was Aunt Wan.
In the distance, several Cultivators resembling elders were quietly arguing.
"It must be an Evil Fiend!"
"With so many Great Cultivators guarding the Gu Family, how could an Evil Fiend appear?"
"You don't understand..."
"Evil Fiends are not all the same..."
An elder snorted coldly, "Don't be mysterious, I've lived for several hundred years, what haven't I seen? How could there be some 'invisible Evil Fiend'?"
"It's not 'invisible,' it's undetectable by Divine Sense..."
"Ridiculous! Divine Sense of Golden Core and Feather Transformation, still undetectable?"
"It's casting pearls before swine, I can't reason with you..."
"...Heavenly Secret Cause and Effect..."
"Must have encountered a hiccup in his Cultivation..."