The Quest for Immortality

Thirteen Stripes, pinnacle of Divine Sense!

Enough to utterly crush most cultivators at the initial stage of Foundation Establishment.

On the level of Divine Thought, he could be considered on par with the very top cultivators among those at Foundation Establishment Initial Stage.

Compared to before, Mo Hua’s Divine Sense was more profound, and the control over it, more sensitive.

Mo Hua’s gaze was profound as he released his Divine Sense, and the virtual-white field of vision of his Divine Sense kept expanding…

The range of his perception became wider, and the number of things he could perceive increased.

Every tree and stone, every flower and bush, the living cultivators, and the dead walking corpses, Iron Corpses, through their exterior material shell, the essence could be glimpsed.

The world’s myriad things, the intrinsic Spiritual Energy, Corpse Qi, and various other natural energies, their trajectories also became clearer by a margin.

What the naked eye sees is the surface.

Only within the field of vision of the Divine Sense can the intrinsic nature of all things be discerned.

With every increase in strength of the Divine Sense, the essence perceived went deeper…

Furthermore, Mo Hua’s understanding of the Spiritual Pivot Formation had also become more thorough.

In the Sea of Consciousness, borrowing the Divine Thought of the Zhang Family’s zombies, Mo Hua practised the Spiritual Pivot Formation on the Taoist Stele hundreds upon thousands of times in one go…

The originally complex Formation Patterns had long been committed to memory.

Closing his eyes, all he could see was the image of the Spiritual Pivot Formation.

Mastering the Spiritual Pivot Formation, dividing Spiritual Power, forming Spiritual Threads, and controlling mediums became effortless.

In addition, his other techniques also improved by leaps and bounds.

Mo Hua’s abilities, whether it be Formations or Spells, were all closely related to his Divine Sense.

Now that Divine Sense had been enhanced, his mastery over Formations naturally advanced as well.

All sorts of Spells, whether it be the Water Passing Step, Fireball Technique, Water Prison Technique, or Concealment Technique, their effects would be superior by a margin.

It was just that he was trapped in a coffin and momentarily unable to leave, so there was no opportunity to try them out.

Mo Hua was extremely joyful and couldn’t help but squint his eyes and smile.

As he smiled, his smile suddenly faded.

He’d realized something quite awkward.

His Divine Sense was very strong, exceedingly strong, comparable to the pinnacle of the initial stage of Foundation Establishment.

But his physical body was still weak, and his Cultivation hadn’t increased.

At the eighth layer of Qi Refinement, his physique was frail.

There was no way to get out of this small coffin…

This small coffin, made of neither stone nor iron, had a tough texture and had been nailed shut from the outside, hence the impossibility of escape…

To forcibly break free with a Spell would also harm himself.

Mo Hua sighed, somewhat helpless.

This issue needed to be taken seriously.

Although he was inherently weak and couldn’t practice Body Refinement, he still had to figure out some way to make up for some Body Refinement techniques…

However, this was a problem to be considered later.

The urgent task at hand was to figure out a way to escape.

Mo Hua released his Divine Sense again, observing the movements outside, and suddenly felt something strange.

Inside the Corpse Mine, it seemed to be under martial law, yet there was some chaos.

And in the distance, the dense, disorderly breaths of energy, jumbled together, tangled, clashed, flickering on and off.

It was as if many cultivators were in a melee…

"What exactly is happening outside?" Mo Hua wondered.

Someone had attacked into the Corpse Mine.

But who could it be?

There shouldn’t be any power within South Yue City capable of contending with the many Iron Corpses and Walking Corpses inside the Corpse Mine…

Mo Hua frowned.

If a melee erupted, the Stone Palace would become rather dangerous.

He needed to think of a way out sooner…

And there was Lu Chengyun, who still hadn’t come over; he wondered if he’d been delayed by the battle and had forgotten for the moment.

If he happened to remember and came to check, it would be quite unfortunate.

Hiding in the coffin, he might be able to deceive Lu Chengyun, but given Lu Chengyun’s cautious temperament, the likelihood was not great, better not to take this risk.

So Mo Hua began to ponder how he could escape.

But after a long time, he couldn’t come up with any good method.

The Little Zombie was in the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses, too far away to control it to come and open the coffin for him.

And Little Tiger hadn’t been left outside either.

Mo Hua sighed again. Experience exclusive tales on empire

The preparations had not been sufficient, and there were oversights.

It seemed he could only wait patiently and see if there was an opportunity.

Over the next few days, Mo Hua would often release his Divine Sense to sense the activity outside, looking for a chance to escape.

The melee outside the Stone Palace was still ongoing, with no clear opportunity presenting itself…

Until three days later, Mo Hua suddenly sensed two familiar auras, discretely hovering around.

It seemed they were concealing themselves, avoiding others in the chaos, and quietly searching for something inside the Stone Palace…

Mo Hua’s eyes lit up.

It was Junior Brother and Junior Sister!

Were they looking for him?

Mo Hua exerted his Divine Sense to its limits, perceiving these two figures, and at the same time, faintly overheard them speaking in hushed voices:

"…been searching for so many days… no trace of him…"

"Do you think… where could Junior Brother be?"

The voices were intermittent, along with Bai Zisheng’s sighs.

"Let’s search a little longer…"

The voice was clear and pleasant—Junior Sister’s.

Bai Zisheng looked dejected, "Zixi, do you think our Junior Brother… he hasn’t had an accident, has he…"

Bai Zixi remained silent.

Mo Hua’s heart warmed.

It seemed that while he had been locked in this coffin, Junior Brother and Junior Sister had been anxiously searching for him.

Mo Hua released his Divine Sense openly, spying on the two.

Bai Zisheng and his companion sensed it and both felt a chill in their hearts.

Had they been discovered?

Then they both felt a surge of joy.

This aura, it was Junior Brother!

Bai Zisheng’s face showed joy for a moment, then he frowned and said:

"That’s not right, Junior Brother’s Divine Sense isn’t this profound…"

"The aura seems correct."

"Indeed, this aura, it shouldn’t be fake…"

"Has he ’eaten’ something again…"

"That can’t be, how could he ’eat’ every day? Isn’t he afraid of ’eating’ his little brain to pieces?"

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