Fast Escape

Inside the Great Prison, the Demon Specters had almost been slaughtered to the last.

Mo Hua, at the Nineteen-Pattern Divine Consciousness realm, had dazzling eyes. His divine sense had grown even more condensed, and his aura ever more powerful.

Here, no person and no Evil Spirit could stop him any longer.

He turned and looked toward the Horned Gate.

Layer upon layer of Divine Path Seals still barred the gate.

Previously, these Divine Dao Arrays had seemed fairly airtight in Mo Hua's eyes.

But now, after devouring countless Demon Specters, breaking through the Heavenly Dao "seal," and digesting the laws of that "seal," his understanding of Divine Dao Arrays had deepened another level.

When he looked again, he could vaguely sense faint laws flowing between the Divine Dao Array Patterns on the Horned Gate.

Yet the "sealing" laws on this gate now seemed somewhat crude to Mo Hua, riddled with "flaws."

He raised his hand, condensed a Golden Sword in his palm, and slashed.

It looked like an ordinary sword strike, yet it contained his understanding of how the laws within the Divine Dao Array operated. Like a master butcher carving an ox, it avoided the joints and struck where it was weak.

With a single strike, it pierced through the Divine Dao Array Patterns and stabbed through the gate.

Mr. Tu, inside the gate, suddenly shrank his pupils.

The demonic aura outside the gate had weakened...

The Fierce God was still breaking through the gate.

"So many Demon Specters... all killed?"

This Fierce God was actually so terrifying?!

Though Mr. Tu had anticipated it, he still found it hard to believe.

What kind of "breed" of Fierce God could possess such dreadful strength, fear neither the tearing bites of a horde of demons nor the depletion of Thought Power,