Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2024 Chapter 971: God Collapse (Alliance Hierarch Q Chai Extra Chapter)

The brilliance of the sword faded, and every ripple of energy went still.

A deathly quiet filled the Divine Temple's hall, broken only by Mo Hua's ragged breathing as he stood there, his strength entirely spent.

His Divine Thought was nearly drained after the grueling sequence of battles, culminating in that final, devastating strike of the Godslaying Sword.

At the very heart of the chamber, the Evil Embryo had been cleaved in two.

One side was a blood-soaked mass of twisted tumors and fused Demon Monster limbs, a grotesque physical embryo sprouting ram horns.

The remaining half possessed a golden form.

Dressed in Golden Armor, it stood with a majestic and imposing air; despite being severed, it radiated the untainted aura of a true deity.

This was none other than Lord Yellow Mountain.

The sight before him matched Mo Hua's calculations perfectly.

Because the gap in their Cultivation Realms was so vast, even the Godslaying Sword might have failed to truly end the Evil Embryo's existence.

Furthermore, since it was essentially a "dead embryo," defining its actual death was a difficult task.

All his work would have been wasted if he could not slay it.

Consequently, Mo Hua had been forced to seek an alternative strategy.

By combining the lethal sharpness of the Godslaying Sword Forms with the Law of the Heavenly Demon Slash Love Path, he aimed to sever the connection between right and wrong. He intended to cleave the Divine Body, forcing a total separation between Lord Yellow Mountain and the Evil Embryo.

This was the only way to rescue Lord Yellow Mountain.

This act would also simultaneously gut the strength of the Evil Embryo.

Once liberated from the Evil Embryo's malice, Lord Yellow Mountain—his "friend"—would naturally turn into an ally.

He was effectively turning the Evil Embryo’s own power against itself.

By securing an invincible position, Mo Hua would have the Evil Embryo at his mercy.

Finally, Mo Hua’s objective had been realized.

Lord Yellow Mountain was saved at last.

Lord Yellow Mountain’s eyes flickered with a hint of focus, filled with disbelief.

“They were... actually separated...”

The wound on his Divine Body still held the lingering energy of the Forget Emotion Slash, which acted as a barrier to isolate his aura and sever the link to the Evil Embryo.

Could this be... the Heavenly Demon Path?

Is this youth a man, a god, or a demon?

How could he possibly cultivate the Heavenly Demon Path? And where did he acquire such knowledge...

Lord Yellow Mountain was consumed by a mixture of shock and bewilderment.

Mo Hua exhaled a long breath of relief, slowly pulling himself upright with a smile. “Mountain Lord...”

His smile suddenly faltered mid-sentence, and his look turned increasingly somber.

Though Lord Yellow Mountain and the Evil Embryo were fully detached,

And the line between right and wrong was clearly drawn,

It was obvious that Lord Yellow Mountain’s pure divine aura was beginning to leak blood. The fluid darkened into pus and rotting flesh, showing signs of slow corruption.

Mo Hua remained quiet.

Observing the change without surprise, Lord Yellow Mountain raised his eyes to Mo Hua and let out a soft sigh:

“I told you that saving me was impossible.”

“I am the Evil Embryo, and the Evil Embryo is me...”

“Even if we are split and I regain my status as a deity, I will still eventually sink into the corruption of an Evil God...”

Mo Hua’s expression grew dim.

The gaze of the noble Lord Yellow Mountain softened, reflecting a mix of regret and gratitude as he looked at the boy:

“Even so, you have truly helped me... providing a chance to settle this debt, to uphold the honor of a deity, and to escape the shame of becoming a Great Wilderness Evil God. You have freed me from this endless nightmare...”

Startled, Mo Hua looked up slowly. “Mountain Lord, you...”

As the Evil Qi continued its spread, Lord Yellow Mountain’s aura shifted. He was bathed in a blinding golden light as he shifted into his true form: a colossal golden mountain deity.

His very Origin began to burn, and the power of his Divine Skills surged to their limit, nearing the point of total self-destruction.

Realizing Lord Yellow Mountain’s intent, Mo Hua’s heart shook, and he cried out: “Mountain Lord!”

Lord Yellow Mountain turned his long eyes toward Mo Hua. They held the resolve of one facing certain death, yet they also betrayed a deep hesitation.

An internal conflict seemed to be raging within him, a struggle against something profound.

This matter appeared to hold more weight than his own life.

Finally, he gave Mo Hua a long, meaningful look. His eyes were a complex swirl of reluctant trust and final hope.

“What is your name?”

Caught off guard, Mo Hua answered: “Mo Hua.”

Lord Yellow Mountain gave a solemn nod. “If we truly are friends, I have one task to entrust to you...”

“Take my...” Lord Yellow Mountain’s voice faltered for a second, “...away from Solitary Mountain.”

Mo Hua was momentarily dazed, unable to grasp the meaning behind those words.

“Mountain Lord, what do you...”

Lord Yellow Mountain did not explain further. Instead, he swung a claw, channeling a massive surge of Divine Thought that sent Mo Hua flying with a single strike.

In his true form, Lord Yellow Mountain possessed overwhelming strength.

Mo Hua had no way to fight against such force and was carried away by the Divine Power, landing softly outside the main hall.

Once Mo Hua was clear of the building, Lord Yellow Mountain let out a piercing cry toward the heavens. His peak Third Grade divine power began to seethe, eventually taking the shape of massive, towering peaks.

These mountains, forged entirely from divine power, shimmered with a golden light so intense they looked solid, completely sealing off the hall.

Divine Skill: Mountain Burial.

The Divine Power began to collapse, and the Divine Mountain started to break apart.

In a heartbeat, it felt as though the world itself was caving in, the air filled with the thunderous echoes of the destruction.

This violent force carried a hint of the Law of "collapse," triggering a primal fear in Mo Hua.

It was just like a Formation Collapse.

However, this was not a collapse of Spiritual Power or a Formation, but of Divine Thought.

Lord Yellow Mountain had triggered a Divine Skill to collapse his own Third Grade Divine Thought from its Origin, releasing a destructive power so terrifying it chilled Mo Hua to the bone.

If this energy exploded outward, the entire nightmare would be reduced to ash, and no one would survive.

Nevertheless, much like a Formation Collapse, the greater the power, the more it could be contained.

Lord Yellow Mountain had purposefully confined the destructive force of the Divine Thought collapse within the hall to ensure Mo Hua remained unharmed.