At the same time, in the Qian Taoist Sect, elder room.
Mr. Tu, wearing the guise of "Elder Shen," finished a day of teaching, returned to the room, and activated the Divine Tao Array, shielding others' perceptions, then sat alone at the desk, staring devoutly at a horn on the table.
The dim candlelight cast on his somber face, making it appear eerie and frightening.
"Mo Hua..."
Mr. Tu muttered the name softly, furrowing his brows.
"Just where exactly did this person emerge from?"
"Why? Although I heard this name for the first time, why does it feel so familiar?"
"Just what is the origin of this young man?"
Mr. Tu took out a short sword, cut his finger, and dripped blood onto the ram's bone, silently praying in his heart.
A moment later, from the Cause and Effect emerged a blood shadow of a horn, tracing back through the past of the name "Mo Hua."
His real name, his origin, his parents, his past...
