The gaunt old man suddenly felt a burst of inexplicable terror.
But soon after, that terror vanished without a trace, as if it had only been a momentary illusion of his own.
The elder set his mind at ease. Drowsiness welled up at once. Thinking that the hour was late, and that tomorrow would surely be another day of racking his brains, twists and turns, and weary toil, he wanted to shut his eyes and sleep for a while.
But in his daze, just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt hungry. He could not help taking a few Inedia Pills from his Storage Bag and putting them into his mouth to chew...
Yet Mo Hua, off to the side, grew more alarmed the longer he watched.
Because he could see it clearly: what the gaunt old man was chewing was not an Inedia Pill, but his own finger!
He was putting his finger into his own mouth and chewing it!
The area around his mouth was already dripping with blood.
The finger had already exposed white bone.
At the same time, that middle-aged cultivator, his mind wandering, was taking out a knife and placing it against his own neck.
Young Master Yun, meanwhile, drew his sword and thrust it toward his own chest.
It was Dao Heart Planting Demon!
"Senior Uncle wants to kill these three!"
Mo Hua grew anxious, and his thoughts immediately turned. Recalling what he had learned these days about "Dao Heart Planting Demon," his gaze darkened. With a movement of his little hand, in just a few strokes, he altered the Array Patterns of the Warm Fire Array on the ground.
The Warm Fire Array's Array Patterns, once altered, immediately conflicted and self-destructed in an instant.
With a boom, the Array Technique