Mo Chen dared entertain this idea not because fear of death had driven him mad enough to fight like a cornered dog, but because it was a choice grounded in sound reasoning.
Liu Song had just reached Foundation Establishment, but most likely, his combat experience still followed the old patterns of the Qi Refining Stage. Otherwise, he would not have wasted time playing cat and mouse.
Even those who advanced through genuine cultivation needed to meditate in seclusion for a while to stabilize their realm. Someone like Liu Song, who had forced his way to Foundation Establishment by devouring others, had an even shakier foundation.
According to the accounts in various volumes of Cultivation Miscellany, repeatedly casting spells and expending spiritual power immediately after advancing carried a considerable risk of falling back a realm.
For now, however, Liu Song was still in the Foundation Establishment realm. Mo Chen needed to unite the other Qi Refining cultivators and force Liu Song to erase the Heavenly Chasm between Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment himself.
In other words, make his cultivation fall.
Mo Chen drew a deep breath and shouted with the Amplification Technique, "Fellow Daoists, hear me out! He told you to chase me merely for his amusement! Even if you kill me, he'll refine every last one of you into materials to replenish his spiritual roots! None of you will survive!"
The cultivators pursuing him said nothing, but their flight visibly faltered.
Seeing this, Mo Chen struck while the iron was hot.
"I fought that demonic cultivator just three days ago! He was still at the Qi Refining Stage then. He only advanced in haste by devouring other cultivators. If fifty or sixty of us bombard him together, he might not withstand it!"
Hearing this, the five cultivators at the eighth