Mo Hua knew nothing at all about Karma and Fate.
He only remembered one sentence:
When the Dao Heart was firm, ten thousand evils could not invade.
So long as he focused on learning Array Techniques, comprehending the Great Dao, keeping his Dao Heart resilient, tempering his Divine Thought without ceasing and strengthening it to the utmost, until his mind was clear and he could see through the principles of all things, then no Evil Spirit would be worth fearing.
Mo Hua continued cultivating and studying Array Techniques as he always had.
But the Dao Sin clearly refused to let the matter rest.
The Corpse King's Sinful Shadow would occasionally, for no reason, surface in his Sea of Consciousness, its eyes blood-red, its expression cruel and savage as it stared at Mo Hua.
This kind of existence was entirely different from Divine Thought Bodies like the Green-Faced Imp or the Zhang Family Ancestor.
It seemed to exist, yet was also void.
It was clearly real, yet also illusory.
It did not seem like true Divine Thought. As Mr. Zhuang had said, it was more like a kind of lingering karmic obsession that dwelled in the past.
The Corpse King's Sinful Shadow surfaced again and again.
At first Mo Hua was a little startled, and a little worried too, but later he remembered Mr. Zhuang's words:
"Just keep an ordinary heart. Hold fast to your Dao Heart. There is no need to worry, no need to fear, and you do not even need to think about it..."
So Mo Hua stopped caring.
The Corpse King inside his Sea of Consciousness was nothing more than a Bronze Corpse.
It was not as if he had never killed a Bronze Corpse before.
He had even "eaten" the Zhang Family Ancestor. Though at the