Gold Marrow

Little Silver Fish swam away.

Mo Hua did not mind. While the Nightmare had yet to shatter and the River God Temple had yet to collapse, he continued searching through the altar, overlooking neither bottles nor jars, candles nor stands.

Yet after searching for a long while, he still found nothing.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment. With a thought, he sat on it himself.

He felt a trace of something mysterious.

Somehow, it seemed as though he had connected with something.

But that was all.

Or perhaps...

Watched by Mo Hua, the Black Water River God suddenly felt a chill run through its entire body for some reason.

The Black Water River God's gaze darkened, somewhat puzzled. "What is it?"

Within the Sea of Consciousness, Mo Hua focused intently, closed his eyes in meditation, and visualized himself.

Its Divine Body had already been locked down by the Earth Prison Array.

The River God's Evil Thoughts had filled him up.

Amid the turbulent currents of tangled evil desires, he held fast to his original heart.

Compared to that, there were still matters needing to be dealt with afterward.

And as long as he could not destroy it, it would take root in his Sea of Consciousness, endlessly spreading its corruption.

Mo Hua was not certain whether this River God was truly dead, so he planned to refine its Evil Thoughts first, "eating" them clean to the last drop, thoroughly eliminating any future trouble lest the night grow long and dreams multiply.

Once he had made all preparations, Mo Hua sat down where he was and sank his Divine Consciousness into his Sea of Consciousness.

Perhaps because he had smashed the altar and overturned the offering table, even when he personally sat upon it, he did not feel much.

Still, despite