Chapter 262: Clue
Relying on his formidable Movement Technique, Bald Ascetic had roamed Great Black Mountain without restraint. The only reason he had been captured was this disgusting Water Prison Technique, which had suppressed his Movement Technique completely.
The caster possessed powerful divine sense and exquisite spellcraft—fast and precise.
Bald Ascetic had assumed that even if this person was not a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he was at least a Diansi of the Dao Court Office, or perhaps a seasoned Spirit Master.
Rather than killing him, this person had repeatedly trapped him with the Water Prison Technique, toying with him like a cat playing with a mouse.
It was either due to a personal grudge or for the Dao Court Office's bounty.
He had committed countless evil deeds over the years and accumulated endless Karma. Anyone might have wanted to deal with him.
But he had never imagined that the one who had toyed with him in the palm of his hand would be this little brat?!
Where had this Little Monster come from?
Bald Ascetic's gaze was both venomous and incredulous.
Mo Hua smiled at him. "Now you know who I am?"
"I'll remember."
Bald Ascetic pulled back his lips in a bloody grin. "I'll remember your face. If I ever escape, I'll definitely come back and kill you!"
Mo Hua remained utterly fearless. "Once you've entered the Dao Prison and been sentenced to death, stop dreaming in broad daylight. Wait peacefully for death."
"Even if you really do escape, roll as far away as you can. You still dare come back for me? Are you looking to die?"
Mo Hua's tone was calm, but his eyes held a trace of contempt.
Bald Ascetic flew into a rage, his face twitching, yet he had no words to refute him.
He