Chapter 2792: Chapter 117: God-slaying 2

It really does seem to be so.

Even if those Golden Core cultivators went in, they would only hold back the Foundation Establishment Realm shaman lord.

Dan Zhu’s gaze was filled with worry, "Gentleman, but if you go in alone, what if..."

Mo Hua calmly said, "If I return from this journey, the heretic will naturally be executed, and all will be well."

"If by chance, I do not return, you need not worry..."

Mo Hua looked at Dan Zhu and gently smiled, "You are the one chosen by the Divine Lord. Even without me, the Divine Lord will select another to guide you."

Dan Zhu felt a pang in his heart, "Gentleman."

Mo Hua deeply looked at Dan Zhu, comforting him:

"Don’t worry, as I have said, all my mighty power comes from the Divine Lord. The Divine Lord will protect me."

Then, Mo Hua instructed Lugu:

"Suppress your brother’s corpse, so that during my venture into the evil haze, it cannot break free and cause a riot; otherwise, all of your lives will be in danger."

Lugu instinctively replied "Yes."

After saying that, even he was shocked.

He is the general of the Shugu Main Department, a Great cultivator at the Late Golden Core Stage, usually commanding great respect, yet now nodding in approval to a Foundation Establishment Demon Monster?

Lugu was momentarily frozen.

Mo Hua, on the other hand, ignored him and instead gave Chi Feng and others a few more instructions, then walked out alone beyond the crowd, standing before the mist, standing alone.

Once established, Mo Hua slightly raised his head, gazing at the sky, solemnly praying:

"Lord of the Temple, above, the believer prays, today shall slay the heretic, spread your divine name."

"Pray to the Lord of the Temple, grant me divine power, let me pass through the evil haze, find the heretic, and using divine power, slay the evil spirit, quell the calamity, and rid the Great Wilderness of the disaster."

After reciting, Mo Hua pretended to bow to the sky three times.

Then he stood quietly, closing his eyes, seemingly waiting for the Divine Lord’s response.

All the Golden Core cultivators and six thousand barbarian soldiers watched everything in silence and reverence, barely daring to breathe.

No one knew what answer the exalted Divine Lord gave Mo Hua.

Nor what blessings were bestowed upon Mo Hua.

Only, as Mo Hua slowly opened his eyes and began to take steps, everyone witnessed an incredible scene:

Holy Pattern!

A pale cyan, profound, obscure, and filled with Vitality Power holy pattern, emerged spontaneously beneath the shaman lord’s feet.

Spreading forward, paving an apparent divine-guided path.

As the path extended, where the holy pattern spread, the mist rolled, automatically avoiding to the sides.

As though the evil heretics feared the mighty power of the deity.

And the shaman lord, with serene gaze, walked slowly along this holy patterned road into the swirling mist of evil thoughts.

His gaze was peaceful, without a hint of emotion.

Yet the crowd gazing at his back could feel his unwavering faith and fearless courage in fighting against evil spirits.

At that moment, all were deeply moved by a profound emotion of nobility.

The Danque Tribe, Wutu Tribe, and many barbarian soldiers from the Shugu Tribe could not help but kneel, silently chanting:

"May the Divine Lord protect the shaman lord."

"May the shaman lord protect the Great Wilderness..."

Dan Zhu and other Golden Core cultivators, though not kneeling, also silently placed their fists against their chests, praying for Mo Hua.

Iron Skill Bone showed internal conflict and pain on his face.

Lugu’s gaze was extremely complex.

They just watched Mo Hua.

And Mo Hua, also under the watchful gaze of the crowd, walked alone, treading the holy pattern road, deeper into the dense mist, further and further...

Ultimately, his figure disappeared into the depths of the evil haze...

Like a solitary traveler burdened with a sacred mission, facing the great evils of the world alone...

...

Time passed bit by bit.

Mo Hua walked alone in the mist.

Once he walked far enough, entering the depths of the ruins of the Sibone Tribe, no longer able to feel the gaze of the crowd behind him, nor the concerned Divine Thought, Mo Hua finally let out a slow sigh, his solemn face becoming more expressive.

Acting was indeed quite exhausting.

Especially pretending to be the "shaman lord" in front of a group of people.

He wondered if he did well in his performance just then...

Mo Hua silently mused.

Without others watching, without the "burden" of being a shaman, Mo Hua became much more relaxed.

His fair fingers moved frequently, manipulating Spiritual Ink from afar, forming beneath him the Ultimate Formation of Earthly Reconstruction he painstakingly researched, resisting the Taotie’s Power within the famine mist to pave a path.

At the same time, Mo Hua continually looked around, scrutinizing this Sibone Tribe buried by famine.

All he saw was devastation, black-brown blood stains on the crumbling walls.

The remnants of the ruins revealed that Sibone Tribe was indeed once a highly influential and powerful tribe.

Yet such a mighty Sibone Tribe still held no resistance against the famine.

"General" is a title.

Sibone was both a general and the chieftain of the main department, controlling the tribe’s military and authority.

Sibone had fallen to such a state, neither human nor ghost, indicating that the Sibone Tribe likely completely collapsed, entirely extinguished.

But this is actually quite strange.

A tribe as large as Sibone couldn’t have been without crisis awareness.

Even if Sibone himself was a fierce, autonomous, reckless general, there couldn’t have been a lack of wise elders and elders in the tribe presenting proactive opinions.

The life-and-death danger of the tribe is no small matter.

Moreover, the famine had already spread...

Even if they couldn’t see the aura of famine, the withered land and dead monster beasts were still visible.

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