Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2029 Chapter 972: Divine Statue (Part 4)

Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...

Mo Hua leads a group through a vast forest of statues, searching for a single, unique Lifebound Divine Statue hidden among countless peculiar figures. Meanwhile, within the Divine Temple, a desperate Shen Shouxing battles the demon-possessed Mr. Tu, eventually recognizing the refined face of the manipulator behind his family's rise and fall. Driven to madness by the loss of his son and the realization that he was merely a pawn, Shen Shouxing abandons his sword to attack with primal, deranged fury. Though the demon easily weathers the assault, an eerie gray energy begins to seep into its flesh through the wounds. Outside, Mo Hua feels a sudden, ominous chill, but with time running out, he must focus his efforts on identifying the true statue.

Upon further reflection, it was clear that if the item were easily discovered, the Lifebound Divine Statue would have been seized by Mr. Tu and the Evil God long ago.

However, while it might remain hidden from others, I cannot afford to be lost as well...

If that statue remains lost, how can I possibly honor the Mountain Lord’s final request?

Mo Hua forced himself to settle his nerves, replaying the Mountain Lord’s parting words in his mind:

"If we truly are friends... take mine... and leave Solitary Mountain City."

If they were friends, he was to take the "Lifebound Divine Statue" and flee Solitary Mountain.

Mo Hua paused to contemplate, sensing a hidden layer of meaning within those specific words...

Shouldn't a true friend be capable of identifying which Lifebound Divine Statue belonged to him?

But why?

Since my friendship is with the Luo Po Mountain Lord, should the origin of this secret be traced back to Lord Yellow Mountain of Kushan Mountain?

Luo Po Mountain Lord...

Flashbacks of his time spent with Lord Yellow Mountain flickered through his consciousness like a rapid stream of images.

Suddenly, a specific memory struck Mo Hua.

Once, a long time ago, he had felt pity for the Mountain Lord's wretched existence and had brought offerings of poultry and fish to nourish him.

After the Mountain Lord had satisfied his hunger and thirst, he had guided Mo Hua to a precipice situated behind the crumbling temple.

Thick, ancient vines clung to the cliff's edge, concealing a treacherous set of stone stairs.

Those steps descended into a hidden cavern.

A divine statue stood waiting inside that cave.

Slowly, the details of that statue resurfaced in Mo Hua’s mind:

It was imposing and majestic, featuring a lean face and piercing eyes that shared a striking resemblance to Lord Yellow Mountain. Its entire form was forged from high-quality bronze, accented with traces of gold plating.

It was far superior to the crude clay effigy housed in the ruined temple...

Lord Yellow Mountain had cherished that statue, keeping it deeply secreted away, only revealing it because of their bond of friendship.

In essence, it was a sight reserved exclusively for "friends."

The figure beneath the cliff likely wasn't the actual Lifebound Divine Statue of Lord Yellow Mountain, but it had to be the object that most closely mirrored it.

His authentic Lifebound Divine Statue remained hidden within Solitary Mountain, a place he dared not visit. Given his current state of poverty, retrieving it was an impossible task.

Therefore, he had no choice but to fashion a replica to serve as a keepsake.

Even if it was a fake, as a vessel for memory, its appearance would not deviate significantly from the original.

This was the connection—this was the hint Lord Yellow Mountain had left behind!

Mo Hua’s eyes sparkled with realization.

He visualized the statue from the cave and projected his Divine Sense across the expansive hall, meticulously comparing his mental image against the thousands of statues present.

Mo Hua’s concentration raced with incredible speed, his perception as sharp as a blade.

One after another, divine statues of every conceivable shape and form flashed through his consciousness...

Suddenly, Mo Hua’s heart skipped a beat, and his eyes snapped open.

"Elder Xun, follow me!"

Though confused by the sudden command, Elder Xun nodded in agreement.

Mo Hua guided the group toward a remote, unremarkable corner of the Divine Temple.

A single divine statue stood there in the shadows.

Defying Mo Hua’s expectations, this statue was modest in size, barely reaching half the height of a man, and lacked any signs of opulence or intricate craftsmanship.

The facial features of the statue seemed to be a blend of the powerful Lord Yellow Mountain of Solitary Mountain and the ragged Lord Yellow Mountain of Kushan Mountain, even showing hints of the Luo Po Mountain Lord.

Tucked away in the corner, it appeared plain and simple when compared to the grand statues surrounding it.

It almost possessed the quality of a "counterfeit."

"Is this... the Mountain Lord’s Lifebound Divine Statue?"

Mo Hua hesitated, gripped by a moment of doubt.

He only had one chance; if his choice was wrong, everything would be lost.

Mo Hua knit his brows, torn by internal conflict.

Just then, Xun Ziyou frowned and whispered, "Mo Hua, what exactly... are you staring at?"

Staring at what?

Stunned, Mo Hua turned his gaze toward Xun Ziyou. "Elder Xun, can you not see it?"