Sure enough!
Ghost Daoist was somewhat dazed, and then still found it hard to believe.
Heavenly Ghost Calculation—was it so easy to steal-learn, and even master?
After watching him use it a few times, this little thing had actually learned it and put it into practice, using it with proper form?
What was more, in front of him, while being subjected to his Dao Heart Planting Demon, with only a thread of life left, he still had the nerve to steal-learn his Heavenly Ghost Calculation...
Just what had Junior Brother taught into existence...
He looked harmless to man and beast, yet was extremely strange...
Ghost Daoist's gaze turned icy.
No matter what, if he had learned Heavenly Ghost Calculation, then he had to die!
Mo Hua's expression also grew solemn.
He, too, sensed the intense killing intent in Ghost Daoist's eyes.
But the current situation had already been one where only one of them could live.
Dao Heart Planting Demon was corroding his Sea of Consciousness.
Judging by Martial Uncle's manner, he had never intended to let him go in the first place.
He had to think of every possible way to survive in Martial Uncle's hands...
Within the Sea of Consciousness, all was silent; only killing intent condensed.
Ghost Daoist's expression was cold and indifferent. He held the Sumeru Sword level, eerie Sword Qi gathering.
Mo Hua's gaze was clear and cool. He brought his fingers together and focused his mind, manifesting spells.
The two of them, inside Mo Hua's Sea of Consciousness, began a true clash of Divine Sense...
This Demon Seed of Ghost Daoist was at the peak of Foundation Establishment Late Stage, with powerful Divine Sense and profound ghostly arts.
As for Mo Hua, although his Divine Consciousness was only Thirteen-Pattern, it was refined and condensed,