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The Fireball Technique exploded, and the situation changed, causing both sides to momentarily stop their assault.

The Hidden Cultivator was slightly stunned, then flew into a rage.

Some unbearable and humiliating memories resurfaced.

It was that damn Fireball Technique again!

The Hidden Cultivator’s figure shifted slightly as he retreated to a distance, looking around as he angrily demanded, “Who’s using the Fireball Technique?”

All around, silence reigned.

The leading one-eyed Sin Cultivator scolded, “Diao Laosi, forget the rest, kill the one surnamed Ji first!”

Mo Hua, hiding in the shadows, narrowed his eyes.

This cultivator, dressed in black with a slender figure, sinister eyes, and skilled in concealment, was apparently named Diao Laosi.

He silently memorized this name.

Diao Laosi looked around, then expanded his Divine Sense in search, yet still, no one appeared, resulting in a sinking feeling in his heart.

The taste of being ambushed, without knowing who was behind it, rose in his heart again.

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator frowned, “Just a Fireball Technique, and you’re this scared?”

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator’s Cultivation was deeper than that of an ordinary Qi Refinement Layer Nine, and Ji Qingbai, having been at Qi Refinement Layer Nine for many years, was on par with him, which was why they had been at a stalemate for so long.

Originally, the Sin Cultivators had wanted to take advantage of the Hidden Cultivator’s sneak attack to kill Ji Qingbai and his group quickly so they could retreat smoothly.

Now, it seemed that Ji Qingbai and his group were reaching their limits.

But unexpectedly, Diao Laosi had become hesitant just because of a Fireball Technique.

Diao Laosi was reluctant to admit it, but had to acknowledge it, only able to say discontentedly:

“The person using the Fireball Technique can see through my Concealment Technique. I was caught by him last time.”

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator sneered, “Didn’t you say that your Concealment Technique was undetectable by anyone below Foundation Establishment?”

Diao Laosi’s withered old face flushed red.

Seeing this, the one-eyed Sin Cultivator didn’t dwell on it and asked, “Are you sure the cultivator using the Fireball Technique is the same person who saw through your Concealment Technique last time?”

After pondering for a moment, Diao Laosi also started to doubt.

The familiar feeling was exactly the same.

It was as if a thread of Divine Sense, like a persistent maggot, clung to him, impossible to shake off.

This made Diao Laosi convinced that the one using the Fireball Technique was still the same person from before.

But the power of this Fireball Technique had increased significantly.

Last time, it only had the power of a mid-stage Qi Refinement spell, but now it possessed the strength of a late-stage Qi Refinement spell, albeit at most to the seventh or eighth level.

Perhaps the person’s realm had advanced, which was why the power of the Fireball Technique had also increased.

But if that was true, the cultivator was at most at the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refinement; how could someone of this level possibly see through his own Concealment Technique?

Diao Laosi hesitated, uncertain.

Seeing his hesitancy, the one-eyed Sin Cultivator cursed:

“Stop fucking hesitating, just attack as you normally would. Leave that cultivator to me.”

Diao Laosi’s gaze darkened, then his figure vanished as several other Sin Cultivators attacked Ji Qingbai and the other two Monster Hunters simultaneously, forcing them to reveal their vulnerabilities.

Diao Laosi found an opening and aimed his dagger at the throat of one of the Monster Hunters.

But he was cautious, staying on guard for the Fireball Technique.

As expected, another Fireball Technique came flying over.

Diao Laosi hastily retreated, dodging the attack, and the Fireball Technique missed its mark.

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator, who had been watchful of the surroundings, suddenly saw a bright light in his eyes.

He turned around and charged towards the origins of the Fireball Technique — the place where Mo Hua was hiding.

“Come out from where you’re hiding!” the one-eyed Sin Cultivator bellowed as he moved swiftly, quickly reaching behind a large tree and discovered Mo Hua hiding there.

Small stature, young-looking face, clear eyes, and he even smiled at him.

“A kid?”

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator was taken aback, but his motions didn’t stop, he reached out with a large hand toward Mo Hua’s neck.

Mo Hua, using the Water Passing Step, gracefully dodged the hands of the Sin Cultivator.

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator exclaimed in surprise and reached out again.

Agilely flipping out of the way, Mo Hua landed with Spiritual Power under his feet, standing vertically on the tree trunk and moving nimbly upward.

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator drew his blade and slashed directly at Mo Hua.

But after several rapid strikes, Mo Hua was always just able to narrowly avoid them.

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator always thought the next strike would hit, but each time, he missed by a fraction.

After several exchanges, he realized instantly.

“This little brat is toying with me! He’s delaying for time!”

“Damn it!”

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator was furious, but he was powerless because he realized that this kid’s movement technique was far superior to his own.

He couldn’t even touch the hem of the kid’s clothes.

At such a young age, it was truly bizarre.

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator spat a curse and could only turn to find Ji Qingbai, shouting, “Let’s kill the one surnamed Ji first!”

Killing the Ji father and son would allow them to get Spirit Stones from the Kong Family.

The Spirit Stones were the most important thing.

As for these Monster Hunters and this kid, it wasn’t too late to settle the score with them later!

But when he tried to flee, Mo Hua disagreed, countering with a Fireball Technique that smashed into the one-eyed Sin Cultivator’s back.

While not fatal, it was very painful, and the meridians suffered no small damage from the burn of the fire.

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator was furious and rushed at Mo Hua, but he couldn’t catch him.

When he tried to run, Mo Hua would hit him with the Fireball Technique again.

Mo Hua’s Fireball Technique was fast and accurate; there was no avoiding it, he could only take it head-on.

After this occurred three times, his clothes were nearly burned to rags.

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator was extremely frustrated; he could neither catch up nor run away.

Only when Diao Laosi and two other Sin Cultivators came to assist did Mo Hua stop his attack.

But this also gave Ji Qingbai and the others a chance to catch their breath.

The situation immediately became deadlocked again.

Mo Hua wanted to delay the time; a deadlock was the best outcome.

The Sin Cultivators wanted to kill, but if they dragged on and the Monster Hunters’ reinforcements arrived, they wouldn’t be able to kill anyone.

However, with Mo Hua’s intervention, it was a four-on-four situation that couldn’t be resolved in the short term.

Especially Diao Laosi, whose Body Cultivation Taoist Skill was quite mediocre. In a head-on fight, he was no match for the Monster Hunters.

He could only rely on his Concealment Technique to attack unexpectedly.

Now that his Concealment Technique was seen through by Mo Hua, he was almost as good as useless.

All the cultivators present were watching Mo Hua.

The eyes of the Sin Cultivators were filled with anger, while Ji Qingbai’s were somewhat incredulous.

He had never expected that Mo Hua, with only the seventh level of Qi Refinement Cultivation, could on his own hold back the deeply cultivated one-eyed Sin Cultivator.

And that he could expose the trail of the sinister cultivator who was skilled in concealment.

And the Fireball Technique, he used it very skillfully as well.

It was true that the apple didn’t fall far from the tree; his ability, although different from Mo Shan’s and not following the path of Body Refinement, was quite remarkable.

Seeing that things were going badly, the one-eyed Sin Cultivator looked at Ji Qingbai with a mocking tone, “That kid can’t possibly be your son, right? Oh, that’s right, your son is already dead, his corpse thrown somewhere, probably being gnawed on by wild wolves right now.”

Upon hearing this, Ji Qingbai suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, his face turned pale, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably, barely holding onto his knife.

Mo Hua then said to Ji Qingbai, “Brother Ji isn’t dead.”

Ji Qingbai suddenly looked up, his eyes red, and asked with hope, “Really?”

“Hmm,” Mo Hua nodded seriously.

Mo Hua’s gaze was very sincere.

Ji Qingbai suddenly felt rejuvenated; his body seemed to surge with endless strength, and he gripped the knife in his hand tightly once again.

However, the one-eyed Sin Cultivator scoffed, “Impossible, that Ji kid is bound to die!”

Mo Hua looked at him, “How do you know?”

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator said coldly, “Zhao Hu was pursuing him, how could he possibly be alive? It would be good if he isn’t dismembered already.”

“Is Zhao Hu that tall guy?”

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator gave a sharp look from his remaining eye, “You’ve seen him?”

Mo Hua nodded.

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator sneered, “Impossible! If you had seen him, you’d be dead without a doubt!”

Mo Hua said, “Well, I’m not dead, whether he is, that’s another story.”

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator snorted disdainfully, “Punk, don’t spout nonsense!”

Mo Hua smiled, pulled out the half-charred storage bag, and waved it in front of him, saying nothing.

The one-eyed Sin Cultivator’s pupil constricted.

That storage bag belonged to Zhao Hu!