...

Outside Mo Hua's Foundation Establishment cave abode, True Man Situ was somewhat puzzled.

"What happened..."

Just now, he had sensed a divine sense fluctuation which, while not strong for him, was excessively abundant for a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

This also confirmed his guess about "Divine Sense Proving the Dao."

But for some reason, that fluctuation quickly receded, vanished, and disappeared without a trace...

The aura of Mo Hua's divine thought seemed not to have grown at all.

"Failed?"

True Man Situ frowned.

So there he waited and waited...

After who knows how long, Mo Hua came out, her steps light, even somewhat... springy?

Clearly in a very good mood...

True Man Situ couldn't help but ask, "Foundation Established?"

"Yes!" Mo Hua nodded and smiled.

True Man Situ gazed at Mo Hua carefully.

Her aura had indeed solidified quite a bit...

But her spiritual power, just so-so, her blood qi, pitifully weak...

As for her divine sense, he couldn't probe it clearly, but he felt it was no different from the realm of divine sense before he undertook his Foundation Establishment...

Was this...really Foundation Establishment?

And moreover...

"How come there were no signs at all..."

True Man Situ was somewhat baffled.

Divine Sense Proving the Dao, no matter what, should have some indication, even a slight one would do, he would be able to glean some clues.

But it seemed as if there really were none.

True Man Situ shook his head, a bit confused.

But Mo Hua was about to bid farewell to True Man Situ:

"These days, thank you, senior, for your guidance. I've been away from home for a long time, and I'll be returning tomorrow..."

True Man Situ nodded and said, "It was nothing, think nothing of it."

But he still admonished, "The path of cultivation is long and arduous. Should you pass by Mystery Valley in the future, remember to send a visiting card. It would be my pleasure to entertain you and show you the depth of Mystery Valley..."

Mo Hua beamed with a smile, "Definitely!"

The two chattered on and on, talking about a lot.

The next day, Mo Hua set out on her journey home, a small figure walking on the Great Dao, waving at True Man Situ from a distance.

Watching Mo Hua's figure, True Man Situ suddenly felt a sense of reluctance. He stood still for a while longer, watching her until she was out of sight.

Mo Hua, alone on the Great Dao, appeared so small, yet her Taoist heart was steadfast, fearless, pressing on undeterred.

In his heart, True Man Situ silently said:

"I hope you, child, have a boundless path ahead of you!"

"Should fate will it, we'll meet again..."

...

After seeing off Mo Hua, True Man Situ was due to return to Mystery Valley.

Still, before leaving, an issue lingered in his mind.

"How could there be...not a single sign?"

"Did I misjudge?"

He hesitated for a moment, then slowly entered the cave where Mo Hua had performed her Foundation Establishment.

Inside the cave, the furnishings were opulent.

Exotic wooden tables and chairs, cloud-patterned screens, spiritual embroidery on porcelain... all were complete, but also unchanged, just as they were before.

"Something's wrong..."

True Man Situ swept the area with his divine sense, and suddenly, he was startled.

He reached out and gently touched the spiritually infused, green-tinted and red-adorned porcelain piece.

The moment he touched it, the porcelain shattered instantly.

At the same time, the surrounding brick and stone furnishings all developed cracks, and their interiors had already turned to dust!

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There was no strength of external force.

There was no residue of Spiritual Power.

Could it be... Divine Sense?

Were these bricks and stones, these porcelain and utensils, shattered unintentionally by the overflowing Divine Sense...?

True Man Situ took in a breath of cold air.

Divine Sense... shattering...

What kind of Foundation did this junior cultivator Establish?!

...

At this very moment, in a nameless void.

Ghostly souls screamed harshly, and Gui Qi permeated the air.

Clumps of incomplete souls, weaving a huge, astonishing web.

This colossal web, enveloping the sky and the earth, resembled a vast and somber Large Formation, containing endless tricks of Gui Tao and the breath of desolation that annihilated all things.

At this moment, a horrifying shadow opened its eyes.

His eyes were pitch black.

As if countless Gui Tao Formation Patterns were condensed within his eyes.

"The Back Ruins Heaven Burial is in my hands..."

"But the planting of the devil in my Taoist Heart... lacks... a thread of the origin..."

"Who... wiped it away..."

"Or was it... eaten...?"

He didn't open his mouth, yet it seemed as if numerous ghostly souls spoke for him.

Clustered voices, intertwining together, indistinguishable in pitch, bizarre and unrecognizable, with a sharpness and shrillness that hurt one's Divine Thought.

"Evil God, or Heavenly Demon... dare to eat... my Demon Thought?"

The shadow calculated with his fingers, and a Taoist Robe of void appeared on his body, with dense and flowing Gui Patterns.

A name emerged...

"Mo... Hua..."

"... Who is it?"

The shadow's pitch-black gaze condensed, and as he calculated, the Heavenly secret became obscured, clouded and misty, hazy, and not distinct.

"Is it... my junior brother..."

"But you... are already dead... it can't be hidden..."

The shadow's gaze turned fierce, and the numerous ghostly souls around him, in fear and struggle, were devoured by the Taoist Robe of void, turned to ash, and the Heavenly secret Tricky Calculation advanced further.

In vague glimpses, he was about to see a small human face...

Just at that moment, a Corpse King with a twisted and aberrant aura leaped out from the murky cause and effect, with blood-red eyes and a ferocious face, and viciously bit the shadow.

With that bite, it swallowed countless ghostly souls and also severed the chain of cause and effect.

The shadow was startled, with a trace of disbelief.

"Is this... the Taoist Demon I raised?"

"It's... biting me?"

This Corpse King, hidden within the murky cause and effect, seemed to be "protecting the master" as well as "guarding its food."

It wouldn't allow others to covet its "Master," likewise not allowing others to covet its "food."

A trace of hostility appeared in the shadow's eyes, which then gradually subsided.

A Taoist Demon is an object of the Great Dao Nie Change.

Both conforming to and going against the Dao.

Hidden in cause and effect, dangerously unpredictable and ungraspable.

This Taoist Demon he raised himself couldn't be killed now...

The shadow fell silent, all of the heavens dead still, then his Gui Patterns faded away, he retracted his Taoist Robe and returned to his normal state.

"We will meet again..."

His pitch-black pupils, mottled with Gui Patterns, light and dark intertwined.

In this void, countless ghostly souls, fierce and wailing, cried out simultaneously the name of uncertain fate:

"Mo Hua."

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