But it seems that there isn't.
The River God's dreamland has collapsed, and even if there was something, it wouldn't be left behind.
Outside the fishing village, the demon monsters are flesh and blood, not evil spirits.
Blood leeches?
Those blood leeches, they can also be considered a kind of evil spirit.
Mo Hua pondered for a moment, then shook his head.
It's a bit too disgusting; he didn't really want to eat them.
Moreover, although those blood leeches are bizarrely filthy, the amount of evil thoughts they contain is not much. Even if he ate them, it would probably be like picking his teeth.
What's more, they float in reality.
Mo Hua didn't have any means of Divine Thought that could wreak havoc in reality.
His Divine Thought into Sword had just begun, and it's only razor-sharp and decisively lethal in a dreamland created by Divine Sense and within his own Sea of Consciousness.
It's unusable in reality.
