Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2065 - 984: Great Demon Hall (3)

A few centuries would be the absolute limit for anyone unable to break through their current bottlenecks.

Furthermore, as the heavens are prone to unpredictable shifts, humans must also contend with sudden calamities or unexpected windfalls.

Should Mo Hua suffer an unforeseen accident, perish by chance, or find his cultivation stalled—leaving him unable to progress until his lifespan withers away—it would be a truly tragic waste.

Even if his cultivation journey proceeds without a hitch, provided their karmic ties to the Dao have not vanished, they might cross paths again; however, that could be decades or even centuries into the future.

Time flows like a relentless river—what will become of Mo Hua by then?

Will he remain steadfast in his original intentions, or will the trials of the world warp his nature, perhaps even leading him into Qi deviation where he loses himself to demonic delusions? Everything remains a mystery.

Life is a series of endless transformations.

It is exceptionally rare and difficult to find an individual who can unwaveringly protect their Taoist Heart from the very beginning to the ultimate end.

As these thoughts crossed Elder Zheng’s mind, a wave of unease washed over him, only to be interrupted by Mo Hua’s voice:

"Elder Zheng, the mountains are high and the road is long. Please take care of yourself."

Mo Hua spoke with a clear tone and bright eyes, his expression radiating a sense of firm resolve and vibrant spirit.

Moved by the boy’s gaze and affected by an inexplicable, subtle charm, Elder Zheng’s turbulent emotions suddenly settled.

A peaceful smile touched his face as his chaotic thoughts condensed into a single, heartfelt benediction:

"Take care..."

Mo Hua offered a respectful bow before turning to leave, his steps heavy with reluctance.

Elder Zheng remained at the entrance, his eyes following Mo Hua’s receding figure until he was far in the distance.

Shadows had stretched and merged; night had arrived.

For a long time, Elder Zheng stood motionless at the doorway.

He never looked away from Mo Hua, as if he were watching the solitary, flickering "light" in a darkening world as the deep night took hold.

...

Upon returning to the Taixu Gate after his departure from Elder Zheng, Mo Hua sat by himself at the desk in the Disciple’s Residence, his eyes fixed on the dancing candle flame.

The words of Elder Zheng continued to resonate within his mind.

"The so-called ‘demons’ are not born from the womb or the egg, but are transformed..."

"The boundary between the righteous and the demonic is distinct, yet they share a common origin."

"Great Demon Hall..."

Mo Hua caught a faint glimpse of a massive worldly conspiracy and the "Dao" etched onto the Life Charts of all living things.

A profound sense of crisis began to swell in his chest.

Mo Hua understood now that the situation might be far more perilous than he had previously imagined.

Furthermore, a more chilling suspicion began to take root in his mind.

"The Dao of Heaven takes from the surplus to provide for the deficient; the Dao of Man takes from the deficient to serve the surplus."

Only by aligning with the Heavenly Dao can one achieve true immortality.

If that were the case, then in this boundless world, countless cultivators might appear to be seeking the Dao and Cultivation, but they are actually sprinting down a diametrically opposed path.

The path they seek to prove is not the Heavenly Dao at all.

The immortality they pursue is not genuine either.

A deep shiver ran through Mo Hua’s heart.

Under this realization, if he truly wished to prove the Heavenly Dao and attain authentic immortality, he would inevitably find himself standing against the most powerful and elite factions of the cultivation world.

The mere thought of the hardships, barriers, and life-or-death struggles ahead was enough to make him feel suffocated.

And that might only be the beginning...

These were merely the structures he could perceive.

Were there unknown, terrifying entities hiding in the shadows, weaving even more massive, ancient, and profound plots centered around the goal of "becoming immortal"?

Feeling a cold dread, Mo Hua remained lost in silent contemplation for a long while.

"It is just too difficult..."

Mo Hua let out a sigh, but slowly, his eyes regained their sharpness and grew firm.

Difficulty was the proof of the right path.

If ascending to immortality were a simple feat, the world would have been filled with immortals long ago.

It is precisely because it is difficult that it is worth pursuing.

It is because it is hard that one can demonstrate their own capability.

If one merely sought ease and followed the crowd, wouldn't that be a waste of the talent in his Divine Way, a betrayal of his encounter with his mentor, and a disservice to his parents and all the Elders who had guided him?

As the night deepened, the flickering candlelight was mirrored in Mo Hua’s eyes, shining as brightly as the stars.

"I must become incredibly powerful..."

...

When the next day arrived, Mo Hua went back to his routine, practicing the Reversed Spirit Formation.

In his downtime, he carefully analyzed the Divine Way insights he had gathered from Lord Yellow Mountain, using them to map out the future growth of his Divine Thought.

In the near future, his physical body and Spiritual Power would not see any explosive growth.

While his Array formations could improve, there was no need to rush that process.

Therefore, the only aspect he could significantly bolster was his Divine Thought, the core foundation for mastering formations and the Dao of Divine Sense.

Although Mo Hua’s Divine Thought was already formidable, it was still insufficient.

He was particularly unhappy with his performance during the struggle against the Evil Embryo.

On the surface, the Evil Embryo was vanquished and he was the victor.

However, Mo Hua was well aware that it wasn't a true victory.

He had simply exploited a weakness, using the Godslaying Sword to cleave the divine remnants of the Evil Embryo and the Mountain Lord, triggering an internal "schism" within the creature.

In the end, it was Lord Yellow Mountain who sacrificed himself using Divine Skills to take the Evil Embryo down with him, allowing Mo Hua to wake from the nightmare.

He had also relied on the assistance of the vengeful spirits and Fierce Ghosts of Solitary Mountain.

This meant the victory at Solitary Mountain was won through "connections" and "reputation."

It is said that those who possess the Dao receive much aid, while those who lack it find none.

The fact that others helped him suggested his Dao was righteous.

Yet, Mo Hua realized this was not a sustainable way to live.

Lasting success should not depend on the charity of others, nor did he enjoy the feeling of having his life and death decided by factors beyond his control.

His Divine Thought had to become stronger!

Following Lord Yellow Mountain's advice, the path to power involved continuing down the Divine Way and shattering "human" constraints, allowing his Divine Thought to achieve a deity-grade "form transformation" that could crystallize into armor.

Simultaneously, he needed to finish refining the Dragon Soul to see if his Divine Thought could inherit its draconic power.

If successful, he might manifest dragon scales and claws, or even don dragon armor.

The potency of his Divine Thought would reach entirely new heights.

By merging these two paths with formation refinement, Divine Thought Taoism, and the complexities of the Heaven Yan Jue, his Divine Sense could potentially grow without limit.

One day, he might even be strong enough to rip Evil Gods apart with his bare hands.

Still, that goal was quite far off.

And even that might not be enough.

No matter how powerful his Divine Sense became, it was mostly limited to combat within the Divine Thought Void Realm.

The physical world required a different kind of killing power.

Mo Hua already had a concept in mind.

This was something he had contemplated and practiced many times, failing only because his Divine Sense had not reached the Twenty Patterns threshold: the "God-slaying" Out-of-body Technique.

Now that his Divine Sense had condensed into a Core, he finally met the requirements to try again.

By condensing the Taixu God-Slaying Sword through Divine Thought and manifesting it through his ocular aperture, he could bridge the gap between the illusory and the real, achieving Divine Thought Slaughter.

With a Sword of Divine Thought emerging from his Sea of Consciousness, he would be able to strike down physical enemies in the real world.