In a remote Mountain Realm.
Mo Hua used the Flowing Water Step, racing desperately ahead like a streak of waterlight.
The four elders of Corpse Valley, Elder Xu among them, followed in pursuit, Corpse Qi billowing around them.
After chasing for a while longer, they passed through a valley dotted with scattered villages, where independent cultivators had gathered.
Elder Ma was about to head over and slaughter the village.
Just then, Mo Hua, fleeing ahead, seemed to sense something. He frantically drove his Lingli, and his escape technique sped up severalfold.
Elder Ma paused in slight surprise.
Elder Xu sneered. "This brat is afraid we'll massacre the village, so he's anxious to draw us away faster..."
"But fleeing at full speed like this, his Lingli won't last long..."
Along the way, they had also noticed that Mo Hua's Lingli foundation was actually quite shallow.
Previously, he had been able to flee entirely because he had survived by relying on his bizarre Stealth and Movement Technique. Now that he was fleeing at full force, his Lingli consumption had accelerated. He would not be able to hold on for long and would likely soon be exhausted.
This was the difference between the righteous path and the Demonic Path.
The Demonic Path acted without scruples, so many things were relatively easier to accomplish.
The righteous path, however, could not do so. One had to hold righteous thoughts in one's heart, consider all living beings, avoid harming the innocent—there were far too many constraints.
In this world, walking the righteous path was far harder than walking the Demonic Path.
A moment of carelessness could cost one's life over several insignificant, lowly cultivators.
Elder Ma glanced at Elder Xu. "Should we still kill the independent cultivators?"
Sensing Mo Hua's bedraggled fleeing figure with his Divine