The walls themselves had no reinforcing Formation drawn on them, only Divine Formation to seal off Divine Thought Aura.
It was all just concealment, not actual sturdiness.
After the wall was broken open, a thick, evil aura came rushing out.
It was the aura of the Evil God!
And within that aura, there lingered something profoundly ancient, subtle and complex, impossible to put into words.
It was like the ancient Law of a deity.
Mo Hua couldn't help but recall the strange longing that had welled up in him when he first stepped onto the blood-soaked earth of the fishing village.
His little heart pounded wildly in his chest.
There was a hole left in the wall, revealing a gloomy, shadowy interior.
Mo Hua, standing just outside, released his Divine Sense, probing; he found no other aura, nor any Evil Spirit, so he turned to the others and said:
"I'm going in to check it out. You all wait here."
