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Immortality Through Array Formations (Web Novel) - Chapter 2735: Eating Soft Rice the Hard Way (Part 2)
Chapter 2735: Eating Soft Rice the Hard Way (Part 2)
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Elder Zamu’s face was like frost, "In the middle of the night, there are often roars of Monster Beasts, shaking the mountains, chilling the heart."Mo Hua felt a slight heaviness in his heart.
Before he left, he repeatedly warned the Big Tiger to keep a low profile and not cause too much commotion.
Otherwise, it would easily alarm ordinary cultivators, stirring panic among the people.
It could also easily attract the covetous eyes of some unknown strong individuals or powerful Monster Beasts.
This place, the Barbaric Wilderness, is not safe; it’s better to avoid unnecessary troubles.
But now, is there monster qi spreading in the deep mountains? Monster Beasts roaring at midnight?
What on earth has happened...
Has the Big Tiger’s cultivation broken through?
Impossible, its realm is still far from the Third Grade, and besides, this is within the Second Grade Mountain Realm, how could it break through?
Mo Hua’s gaze slightly focused, then he said to Elder Zamu:
"It’s alright. I will go and take a look. You should warn the tribespeople to not approach the deep mountains. As long as they don’t get close, they will be fine."
Elder Zamu nodded, "Yes, Shaman."
Mo Hua left Elder Zamu and went into the deep mountains alone.
In the deep mountains, the withered trees are profound, the terrain is dangerous, desolate and chaotic, and the fog between the trees is thicker, with stronger miasma.
Within the miasma, there is also a distinct strange and fishy odor.
This is not the scent of the Big Tiger.
Mo Hua’s pupils slightly contracted.
He extended his Divine Sense to observe the movements in the forest, but found the mountain’s qi, fog, miasma, and monster qi fused into one, even Mo Hua’s Divine Sense couldn’t clearly perceive anything.
Mo Hua was slightly shocked in his heart.
"What on earth is happening in this mountain?"
Mo Hua patiently continued deeper into the mountains, heading towards the cave where the Big Tiger resided.
The further he walked, the harsher the mountains became, the withering stones like tigers, the deadwood resembling phantoms.
The surrounding monster qi became intensely pungent.
Walking forward, Mo Hua suddenly paused, stopped in his tracks, looked up, and saw in the distant yellow-white mountain mist, the vague form of a fierce tiger.
Mo Hua felt a slight joy, about to speak, but his expression changed slightly.
This was not his Big Tiger.
Even though it was just the "silhouette" of a tiger in the hazy mountain mist, Mo Hua could distinguish that this "Tiger Demon" was not the same as his Big Tiger.
His Big Tiger was obviously more robust, bigger, and taller.
The fierce tiger in the miasma gradually approached, revealing its form.
This was a big tiger with interwoven black and yellow stripes, a fierce presence, and eyes staring majestically at Mo Hua.
"Sure enough... it’s not my tiger."
Mo Hua’s brows furrowed slightly, then his heart filled with doubt: "Where has my Big Tiger gone..."
The fierce tiger with black and yellow patterns in the miasma continued to stare fixedly at Mo Hua.
In front of this fierce Tiger Demon, Mo Hua appeared thin and "small," alone, with a weak cultivation aura, theoretically not to be worried about.
Cultivators of the same realm are generally no match for Monster Beasts.
Moreover, this was a Tiger Demon, a King of Demons.
Yet it seemed to be extremely wary of Mo Hua.
Sometimes, the instinct of some Monster Beasts is strangely keen; they can sense through the appearance of blood qi and spiritual power to intuitively perceive an enemy’s threat.
At this moment, this fierce tiger could detect that the thin and frail youth before it was by no means an ordinary "human."
Therefore, it did not attack rashly.
Mo Hua always operated under the principle of not offending unless offended.
Be it humans or demons, the same rules applied.
Moreover, the situation was unclear, and he didn’t know what had happened in the mountains or where his Big Tiger had gone.
Thus, Mo Hua did not make any rash moves.
One man and one tiger stared at each other like this for a moment.
However, after a moment, there was movement in the forest again, Mo Hua’s eyes trembled, and he noticed deep in the miasma, suddenly appearing, layered shadows of demons.
And without exception, they were all tigers, at a glance, there were no less than ten.
Even Mo Hua, he gasped.
Where did all these tigers come from?! Did he poke the tiger’s nest?!
Soon, one by one fierce tigers strolled out from the miasma, surrounding Mo Hua on all sides.
Perhaps a single tiger would consider Mo Hua "dangerous," but when gathered in a group of more than ten, there would be no tiger that thought Mo Hua "dangerous."
Even a Golden Core cultivator would meet their demise in the mouths of these tigers.
What’s truly at some risk now was Mo Hua.
Mo Hua’s figure flickered and directly concealed himself, disappearing from sight.
All these tigers were briefly dumbfounded.
Their Monster Sensing was not strong enough to see through Mo Hua’s Concealment.
Mo Hua concealed himself in the shadows, gradually distancing from the tiger group, but before he could truly relax, he felt more than a dozen fierce killing intents suddenly lock onto him again.
Mo Hua paused, then instantly understood.
Scent!
These Tiger Demons couldn’t see him, nor could their Monster Sensing detect him, but they could smell his "human" scent.
Initially, this scent wasn’t quite so pronounced.
But now, Wutu Deep Mountains were full of miasma, and the monster qi was too dense.
Mo Hua, soaked in these miasmas, had an unmistakably obvious "human" scent; even each step he took, causing a shift in the miasma, could be detected by these Tiger Demons.
Not good...
Mo Hua’s heart tightened, and in the next instant, sure enough, a sharp tiger claw glinting with cold light suddenly swung at him from behind.
Mo Hua activated the Water Passing Step, brushing past the claw’s edge, avoiding the strike.
Then another foul wind arose, a monstrous wind sweeping through.
A dozen or so fierce tigers charged at Mo Hua successively.
Even with Mo Hua’s immense skill in the Water Passing Step, it was impossible to avoid being completely unharmed under the vicious assault of more than a dozen powerful Tiger Demons.
