Yet, with a calculating mind preying upon an unguarded one, all his tactics had been countered.
Completely outsmarted by this brat!
The Ancestral Master of the Zhang Family, unable to contain his fury, with a twisted expression on his face, disregarded the Iron Corpses that were trying to kill him, and moved like the wind, heading straight for Mo Hua.
Now that his own Divine Thought had been greatly damaged, killing this brat and devouring his Divine Sense was the only way he might survive.
Even if it meant dying in the end, he would drag this brat to mutual destruction.
Judging by the techniques the brat was currently using, he excelled in casting spells and was adept in Formation, but not skilled in close combat, which was why he kept his distance, using some treacherous tactics.
As long as he got close to him, everything would be easily resolved.