The instant Mo Hua's Divine Thought sensed that Feather Transformation figure.
The Feather Transformation figure, like a mass of black mist, seemed to slowly turn and look in Mo Hua's direction.
At the same time, a chilling Divine Thought undetectable to ordinary people shot toward Mo Hua like a sharp sword.
Mo Hua's pupils contracted. He immediately held his breath and focused his mind, suppressing his Divine Thought to the utmost limit.
The chilling Divine Thought circled around for a while before slowly withdrawing.
The Feather Transformation figure opposite him merged back into the darkness, making no further movement.
Yet Mo Hua still did not dare let his guard down. He continued to conceal his aura and calm his mind, remaining utterly motionless, quiet as a stone.
After an unknown amount of time, the tense, oppressive feeling faded.
More and more "watchers" appeared in the night, until they even seemed somewhat disorderly.
The Feather Transformation's attention appeared to have shifted elsewhere as well.
Only then did Mo Hua slowly let out a breath.
Feather Transformation Realm cultivators were still not people he could afford to provoke.
At his current stage, he truly had no way at all to deal with a Feather Transformation Realm True Person.
So he had to avoid them when necessary. Otherwise, if some unknown Feather Transformation True Person used Feather Transformation Realm Dao Methods to forcefully kill him, whether he lived or died would be hard to say.
Mo Hua knew that his strength lay in his Divine Thought, but his physical body was not strong.
During the Great Wilderness War, he had personally witnessed Feather Transformation cultivators soaring through the sky, unleashing large-scale Dao Methods and indiscriminately bombarding the battlefield. Therefore, he did not dare underestimate the destructive power of Feather Transformation cultivators in the