Chapter 1144 - 1144 694 Blood Bridge_3

Chapter 1144: Chapter 694: Blood Bridge_3 Chapter 1144: Chapter 694: Blood Bridge_3 Mo Hua had acquired three more Divine Way Formation Patterns.

There were traces of Sword Qi, two spots, but these marks had been weathered by years, and the Sword Intent had almost completely dissipated, offering no inspiration for his “Divine Thought into Sword” technique.

Mo Hua felt some regret.

It seems that he had no choice but to visit the village beyond next.

Mo Hua memorized these new Divine Way Formation Patterns and then prepared to set off.

First, he needed to arrange for personnel.

There were nine people in the black-robed group; two had died, leaving seven.

Of these seven, Mo Hua chose two middle-stage Foundation Building black-robed men to be the “sacrificial offerings” in place of Yu Dahe’s two sons.

Master She would lead the way.

The remaining four, including Crossing River Dragon and that chief black-robed man, required some guards remaining on watch.

Since their Qi Seas had been disabled, they couldn’t stir up much trouble.

However, to be on the safe side, Mo Hua still left six people behind.

The remaining four Gu Family cultivators accompanied Mo Hua to the village beyond.

Since it was a “replacement” of sacrificial offerings, the two unconscious children also had to be brought along, so Yu Dahe followed as well.

Mo Hua cautioned Yu Dahe, “You don’t have to worry about anything, just protect your two sons well.”

Yu Dahe felt grateful in his heart.

He had never expected that this young master, a stranger he had met by chance and known only briefly, would go to such great lengths to save his two children.

“Rest assured, young master, I will follow your lead,” Yu Dahe said earnestly.

Mo Hua nodded.

After the personnel had been arranged, the group set off.

Gu Quan was pushing Master She, Gu An was protecting Mo Hua, the tall-bodied Yu Dahe was carrying the two children, and the remaining four Gu Family Cultivators were escorting the two black-robed human traffickers being used as “sacrificial offerings,” embarking on the road to the village beyond.

Along the way, the sky was overcast, surrounded by dilapidated fishermen’s huts, exuding deathly stillness and oppression.

They walked for about 30 minutes, and the surroundings gradually became desolate, with no fishermen’s huts in sight, only a stone arch bridge ahead.

The arch bridge was simple and ancient in style.

Across the bridge was an even denser mist of blood.

Master She said to Mo Hua, “I need to unseal it before I can cross the bridge.”

Mo Hua recalled the Formation Patterns Crossing River Dragon had drawn at the mouth of the well and nodded, “Okay.”

Gu An removed the Spirit-binding Lock from Master She’s hand.

Master She flexed his wrist and walked to the bridge, felt his waist and found it empty, then remembered that his Storage Bag had been confiscated and said:

“I need human blood.”

Master She’s Storage Bag was in Gu An’s possession because it contained various materials and Pill Recipes for alchemy of the Evil Path, so it never passed through Mo Hua’s hands.

Gu An rummaged through Master She’s Storage Bag, took out a white bottle, and tossed it to Master She.

Master She caught it, dipped his finger in the blood, and began to draw the unsealing Formation Patterns on the stone bricks in front of the bridge.

Mo Hua leaned over, watching from the side.

Master She, halfway through drawing, looked up to see Mo Hua watching intently with a serious demeanor and snidely remarked:

“What? Does the young master also understand Formations?”

Mo Hua hummed, “Naturally, among my fellow disciples, if I say I’m second in Formation expertise, no one dares to claim they’re first.”

Master She did not avoid Mo Hua, but openly displayed the Formation Patterns he had drawn for Mo Hua to see, smilingly asked:

“Then, does the young master know, what kind of Formation is this?”

After looking for a moment, Mo Hua hesitantly said:

“What else could it be, but… a Formation for unsealing from among the Five Elements, the Eight Trigrams.”

Master She thus knew that this young master was a blowhard.

Pretending to know without really understanding, and also fond of boasting.

Master She internally sneered, feeling completely unencumbered, and finished drawing the complete Formation Patterns.

As he drew, Mo Hua silently memorized them in his heart.

After he finished, Mo Hua casually added:

“I thought it was some profound Formation, turns out it’s quite ordinary. Honestly, I’ve also studied this Formation, but it’s not as good as the ones passed down in my family, so I don’t fancy learning it…”

Master She cursed inwardly:

Stupid child, clueless, all talk with no understanding, completely unaware of the brilliance of the Formation…

Master She sneered coldly.

Mo Hua glanced at Master She surreptitiously, his mind stirred.

He had realized that this Master She was not just an Evil Pill Master, but also an Evil Formation Master!

While he was Drawing Formation Patterns just now, his brush strokes seemed divinely inspired, far more skilled than Crossing River Dragon, clearly proficient in such arts, having drawn numerous Formations.

Mo Hua could tell at a glance that his Formation Master skills were far from shallow.

“Very well, this old coot has hidden his depth quite deep…”

Mo Hua muttered to himself without changing his expression.

But thanks to this, he had committed to memory a more complete Formation Pattern for undoing seals.

This Master She was quite useful after all.

Master She, dipping into human blood, completed the Formation Patterns, which then merged into a pool of blood and seeped into the bridge surface.

He then stood up and said, “The gate to the back village is open.”

The crowd furrowed their brows.

They hadn’t noticed anything different.

Only Mo Hua, with a focused gaze.

He clearly saw a faint light screen on the bridge surface, a crack opened in the center forming an entrance.

The entrance trembled slightly, like a sinister eye.

The entire stone bridge had also become a bridge of blood.

Only that Gu An and the others couldn’t see it.

Gu An glanced at Mo Hua, Mo Hua nodded, “Let’s go.”

Only then did Gu An place the chains back on Master She’s hands, and led him to the arch bridge first.

The others followed closely behind.

Thus, the group stepped on the ghostly white stone tiles, crossed the bloody arch bridge, and entered the forbidden back village.

As soon as they entered the back village, the aura abruptly shifted.

Mo Hua could see the blood mist in the air, dense enough to almost drip blood.

Even Gu An and the others felt an unusual oppression, Divine Sense slightly dozy, their vision as if shrouded in a layer of gloom.

The mud beneath their feet, with the scent of blood, soft as human flesh.

Yu Dahe revealed a terrified look and murmured softly, “This is indeed… that fishing village…”

Gu Quan was taken aback and couldn’t help but asked, “Which fishing village?”

Yu Dahe’s voice trembled, “It’s… the one that fishermen around here say was cursed by the River God with Divine Punishment and was completely wiped out…”

The group’s expressions became somewhat solemn.

In their understanding, they were just here to catch these human traffickers and rescue the two children.

But the situation was becoming more and more bizarre.

Gu An suddenly turned cold and looked at Master She, “The people in this fishing village, could they also have been slaughtered by you traffickers?”

“How could that be?” Master She scoffed coldly, “That was hundreds of years ago, what does it have to do with me?”

However, his smile seemed strained, hiding a meaning that was elusive.

Mo Hua also revealed an intriguing gaze.

This Master She, the secrets he carried were likely not few…

After that, Master She continued to lead the way.

Stepping on the odd bloody ground, they continued forward, but suddenly, Mo Hua looked up towards the depths of the fishing village.

At the same time, a desire rose in his heart.

As if something deep within the village was “luring” him.

Mo Hua frowned slightly.

Desire?

What exactly am I longing for?

After pondering for a moment without enlightenment, Mo Hua’s Thoughts were subtly active, and he performed a Calculation.

The causes and effects in his mind were murky, giving rise to a vague impression.

Mo Hua was not proficient in the Heavenly Secret Calculation, still unsure of what it was, but his gaze gradually grew expectant…