Chapter 2707 - 88: Famine Disaster (Part 3)
Chapter 2707: Chapter 88: Famine Disaster (Part 3)
Dan Zhu could only look towards Mo Hua.
Mo Hua looked at these barbarian soldiers tormented by "hunger," on the brink of madness, his brow tightly furrowed.
He knew better than anyone that this "hunger" plague is extremely difficult to cure.
The difficulty lies in the fact that it is neither a "poison" nor a "disease," but a pure, extreme "hunger."
Not being a disease, naturally there is no "medicine" to cure it.
The only solution is... to eat.
Mo Hua’s heart skipped a beat, immediately he thought of the Wood Revitalization Formation.
The hunger plague drains a person’s Blood Qi and erodes vitality.
The Wood Revitalization Formation can replenish Blood Qi and restore vitality.
The hunger plague transforms "life" into "death."
Whereas the Wood Revitalization Formation uses "life" to delay "death."
In some sense, these are two sets of "mutually restrictive and complementary" logic and law.
Mo Hua immediately ordered, placing the Danque barbarian soldiers afflicted by the "hunger sickness" onto the Wood Revitalization Formation.
The turquoise Yimu Qi lingered, merging into the barbarian soldiers’ meridians, replenishing vitality.
These barbarian soldiers, still tormented by the inner feeling of "hunger," had distorted expressions.
This feeling of hunger is a consciousness from the depths of their hearts, temporarily unremovable.
But their Blood Qi and vitality were intercepted by the formation, so at least for the time being, their lives were not in danger.
Mo Hua slowly let out a breath.
Afterwards, his expression was grave as he said to Dan Zhu, "Quick, everyone pack up; in an hour, leave the Stone Palace, and avoid the hunger plague."
The hunger plague is still spreading, in less than two hours, it will completely flood into the Stone Palace.
Once enough people inhale the red and yellow Qi, their troupe of barbarian soldiers would face complete annihilation.
Dan Zhu also understood the urgency and nodded, "Alright."
Everyone swiftly packed their belongings.
All the necessary supplies had been packed into storage boxes beforehand, so it didn’t take much effort.
The cracked Barbarian God’s statue was also packed in a storage box.
Mo Hua also made some preparations.
After preparing, Mo Hua first closed his eyes to focus, calculated for a while, then extended his Divine Sense, determined the route outside the valley, and commanded:
"Everyone, hold your breath and concentrate, minimize breathing."
"I will give each of you a mask, upon which is a Holy Pattern bestowed by the Divine Lord, which can somewhat mitigate the ’hunger plague’ aura."
"But, this Holy Pattern was drawn hastily, its effect is not very strong, so you still need to be careful."
"From now on, follow my instructions. Walk where I tell you to walk."
"The Divine Lord will protect you."
"If you disobey orders and lose direction, even the Divine Lord can’t save you."
Mo Hua’s expression was serious.
Everyone clenched fists across their chest, bowed to Mo Hua in salute, respectfully saying, "Thank the Divine Lord for the blessing, we will strictly follow the Shaman’s orders."
Mo Hua nodded slightly, then instructed, "Depart."
"Yes, Shaman."
After that, Mo Hua took the lead, followed by Dan Zhu, with Chi Feng on Mo Hua’s left side, and Elder Ba Shan and Elder Bachuan responsible for coordination and rear guard.
The group then majestically left the Stone Palace and entered the valley.
In the valley, large areas of trees were withered.
But this withering was not complete, rather it was patchy, like lesions.
Any grass or trees tainted by the hunger plague’s aura would "starve" to death.
Those not tainted could temporarily survive.
Mo Hua’s eyes could clearly see the "boundary" of the hunger plague’s Qi spread, thus knowing where the "life realm" and "death realm" lay.
This boundary between life and death, only Mo Hua could discern.
Mo Hua looked up at the sky, pretending to pray to the "Divine Lord," then seemingly receiving guidance from the void, looked toward the group with a devout expression and said:
"The ’Divine Lord’ answered my prayers. He will guide my way."
"Follow me."
As the shaman, Mo Hua led the way at the front, guiding the group.
The group was awestruck, filled with belief, closely following the shaman’s footsteps.
The group walked into the hungry plague-infested mountains.
No one dared to come pursue them anymore.
The hunger plague was a disaster, but Mo Hua also treated it as a "barrier," shielding from danger and pursuit by the Bi Fang Tribe.
And in disaster, only Mo Hua could see the clear path ahead.
Just like that, Mo Hua lead the group, heading southeast.
The journey was cautious, walking day and night, and finally completely leaving Shugubu’s valley, escaping the struggle’s "quagmire."
Outside the valley, the hunger plague was still spreading, but the symptoms were much lighter.
Mo Hua didn’t dare to slacken, continued to lead the group southward, moving away from the spread of the hunger plague.
On this journey, there was Mo Hua with divine light in his eyes, discerning life and death, and leading the way.
The majority of the Danque Tribe managed to avoid disaster.
But some were unlucky, inexplicably afflicted with "hunger sickness."
Mo Hua had no time to treat them; Dan Zhu ordered to knock out these afflicted barbarian soldiers, seal their mouths and noses with iron locks, bind their limbs, dragging them as they move forward.
Fortunately, there were not many, causing no major disturbance.
Thus they traveled for two more days; the surroundings opened, the desolate and eerie aura gradually receded.
Mo Hua knew that for now, they had escaped the "hunger plague."
But he still dared not be careless. The hunger plague, once caught, would surely result in total loss.
Later Mo Hua pretended to "pray" to the Divine Lord, who granted him the Wood Revitalization Holy Pattern, performing a simple treatment on the afflicted barbarian soldiers to temporarily keep them alive, then tirelessly continued to lead the group forward.
He must get as far away from the hunger plague as possible.
So after advancing several hundred miles, the group entered a valley. Just after settling for a moment, suddenly encountered an ambush from a group of barbarian cultivators.
These barbarian cultivators had faint yellow bone paint on their faces, looking like they too were from the Shugu Tribe.
However, they were not Wandering Tribe but of the proper "branch tribe."
They saw Mo Hua’s group covered in dust, looking battered, dragging many large storage boxes, considering them a batch of "fat sheep," became greedy, and set up an ambush.
Three Shugu Golden Core cultivators, probably of Foundation Establishment Early Stage, leading about two hundred Shugu barbarian soldiers, lay hidden, planning to kill Mo Hua and his group, seize their supplies.
However, little did they know, their location had long been detected by Mo Hua.
Mo Hua was quite shocked.
He didn’t expect his luck to be so good, just as he left the valley, escaping the hunger plague, he encountered this golden opportunity like "dog chasing beef bun."
While the Shugu branch tribe barbarian soldiers were concealed, ready to launch an ambush.
Mo Hua had already begun calculating destiny and arranging formations.
Thus an attempted ambush, turned into a counterkill.
The Shugu branch tribe faced a great defeat, three Shugu Golden Cores, Chi Feng killed one, Dan Zhu killed one, the remaining one escaped, the rest were all routed.
Mo Hua did not let Dan Zhu annihilate them completely, deliberately leaving survivors, pursuing these Shugu "runaways," tracing back to their lair.
A fairly large Shugu branch tribe camp.
This was a good place.
Mo Hua’s eyes lit up, pointed a hand forward:
"Take it!"
The shaman issued the order, the Danque tribe barbarian soldiers launched a charge.
Dan Zhu led the charge, akin to the Vermilion Bird possessed, unstoppable, taking less than two hours to completely capture the Shugu branch tribe’s camp.