The best practice target was, of course, still Zhang Quan's Ancestor Portrait—in other words, that whole crowd of zombie old ancestors from the Zhang family.
Mo Hua's method of Divine Sense Killing had now reached great accomplishment.
Aside from that sanctimonious Old Ancestor of the Zhang family, the other "people" in the portrait—whether the disciples below the seat or the Elders above it—were no match for him.
Zhang Quan's old ancestor probably was no match either.
But according to the Iron Corpse Elder that Mo Hua had "eaten," the Zhang Family Old Ancestor had lived a long time, had a rotten heart, and had many tricks. Mo Hua did not dare be too overconfident either, so he had to find a way to proceed slowly and plan it out; he could not be impatient for a moment's gain.
The question now was: where was the portrait?
Mo Hua propped up his little cheek and sank into thought.
Back then, he had returned the portrait to Zhang Quan.
Then it should be on Zhang Quan?
Where would Zhang Quan put it? Carry it with him? Build another altar and worship it there?
Or perhaps... he had given it to Lu Chengyun?
Mo Hua remembered that when he had taken out the Ancestor Portrait, Zhang Quan's expression had been excited, and a trace of covetousness had also shown in Lu Chengyun's eyes.
The Ancestor Portrait was a Visualization Diagram.
Divine sense was an array master's vital gate, and a Visualization Diagram could strengthen divine sense.
Any Visualization Diagram, no matter what was inside it, righteous or evil, good or bad, held an enormous temptation for an array master.
It was impossible for Lu Chengyun not to be tempted.
Moreover, he and Zhang Quan had colluded like jackals of the same lair for