The Quest for Immortality

Hidden Elder-Second only had a moment of surprise before he reversed his dagger and charged forward, its tip tracing a deep blue, sinister gleam of watery light, aiming straight for Mo Hua's throat.

He wanted to strike first and dispose of this little threat.

No matter who this youngster was or what identity he held, in Canglang Mountain, he must die first!

Proficient at using the Original Magnet Formation, adept in concealment, and watching him like a hawk, discerning his every move.

For him, a cultivator specialized in stealth and assassination, Mo Hua was a natural enemy.

Such a "thorn in the side" must be removed first, only then could he free his hands to slowly toy with the remaining Sect Disciples.

Hidden Elder-Second's expression was solemn, his gaze ferocious.

The dagger transformed into a deadly gleam—it reached Mo Hua's throat in the blink of an eye.

Calm and unruffled, Mo Hua leaned back, dodging the malicious dagger aimed at his throat.

Hidden Elder-Second, who missed his strike and had Mo Hua circle to his back, jumping over his head and stepping on the back of his skull, felt immensely humiliated.

He turned around in fury.

But as he turned, he faced Mo Hua drifting in midair, wrapped in flowing water, extending a finger toward him.

Following that, a fireball quickly formed and shot straight toward his face.

Caught off-guard, Hidden Elder-Second was struck in the face by the fireball, which exploded into a burst of flames and knocked him to the ground.

Moments later, Hidden Elder-Second rose, his hair singed, his eyes nearly splitting with anger.

Mo Hua thought it was a pity.

The power of the Fireball Technique was admittedly lacking.

Though it had hit Hidden Elder-Second, who was at the peak of the Foundation Building Middle Phase, square in the face—leaving him disheveled and embarrassed—the damage inflicted was limited.

Magic was his most frequently used and fastest attack method.

It seemed he indeed needed to think about enhancing the power of his spells and expanding the variety of them.

While he would primarily focus on Formation, he must also not neglect his spellwork.

Learning an additional spell would provide an extra method for dealing with danger in the future.

Meanwhile, Hidden Elder-Second, unable to contain his rage but shocked internally,

Repeatedly dodging his killing blows with movement techniques was no coincidence.

This movement technique...

And the timing, speed, and precision of his Fireball Technique...

This youngster was actually a master of magic!

But how was this possible?

Hidden Elder-Second's pupils constricted.

How old was this kid? Where had he learned such seamless movement techniques seasoned by life-and-death battles, as well as the impeccable timing in using spells?

Murong Caiyun and the others were also stunned.

This was their first time seeing Mo Hua use such fluid, dazzlingly swift movement techniques.

While unaware of its origins, it was definitely not an ordinary heritage.

Also, the way he used his movement techniques to create distance, lock down positions, then precisely timed the release of the Fireball Technique—it was all too expertly done...

The others were half through their reflections when they suddenly remembered they had to step up to help.

No matter how smooth Mo Hua's movement techniques or proficient his spells were, given that he was only in the early phase of Foundation Establishment, tangling with a sinister cultivator like Hidden Elder-Second could lead to more peril than luck.

Without delay, Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu immediately unleashed their Sword Qi and charged at Hidden Elder-Second.

Murong Caiyun cast her spells, and Hua Qianqian manipulated the Hundred Flowers Spirit Needle, covering from the side, restraining Hidden Elder-Second.

With the four of them working together, the assassination expert Hidden Elder-Second knew he was no match, his eyes bloodshot and teeth gritted, trying to kill Mo Hua before the onslaught of attacks from Ouyang Feng and others reached him.

As long as Mo Hua remained alive, the hatred in his heart would burn.

As long as Mo Hua remained alive, his own life was at risk!

But as he turned his head, he saw Mo Hua's figure fading, about to disappear.

Hidden Elder-Second roared,

"Kid, try fighting without going invisible!"

Mo Hua didn't bother to respond, instead, he made a face at him and then vanished.

Fuming, Hidden Elder-Second cursed repeatedly but seeing Ouyang Feng's Sword Qi, spells, and Spirit Needles about to strike, he had no choice but to flee into the distance and then activated his Stealth Technique to hide.

Both Mo Hua and Hidden Elder-Second had disappeared.

Murong Caiyun and the others, looking around cluelessly, unsure of where to strike, reluctantly formed a defensive formation, being wary of another stealth attack from Hidden Elder-Second.

Meanwhile, hidden and unseen, Mo Hua frowned.

He released his Divine Sense to spy on Hidden Elder-Second's whereabouts.

But Hidden Elder-Second's presence was still faint, his Spiritual Power hazy, and his figure intermittently visible—sometimes locked on by his Divine Sense and sometimes undetectable.

"Why?"

Mo Hua couldn't figure it out.

This Minor Five Elements Stealth Skill was a bit strange...

To some extent, the technique could condense Spiritual Power and make its presence fainter, thus evading the Divine Sense of others.

This was different from the principle behind Mo Hua's own Concealment Technique.

Mo Hua's learned Concealment Technique could only obscure his physical form, making him invisible to the naked eye.

And then, relying on powerful Divine Thought, others couldn't break his concealment with their Divine Sense.

However, the Minor Five Elements Stealth Skill could suppress others' perception of his Spiritual Power, thus not solely relying on Divine Sense to enhance its concealment effect.

Mo Hua had sensed it before.

Hidden Elder-Sec...