Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2074 Chapter 987: The Power of God-slaying (Part 3)

...Dead?!

A third-grade Golden Core Monster Beast perished under Mo Hua's strike?!

Mo Hua, merely at the Foundation Establishment Realm, actually slew a third-grade Golden Core Realm Monster Beast all by himself?!

Xun Ziyou suffered a massive mental blow, his hands began shaking uncontrollably, and for a second, he could scarcely trust what his eyes beheld.

Despite witnessing it personally, he still deemed it utterly ridiculous.

For a brief moment, he even wondered if he remained caught in the nightmare spawned by the Solitary Mountain's Evil Embryo.

All that unfolded before him felt like some kind of illusion...

Without that, no such bizarre occurrence would take place...

A Foundation Establishment cultivator defeating a Golden Core one was nearly inconceivable.

Much less taking down a Golden Core Realm Monster Beast, which surpassed ordinary cultivators in might.

And the slayer of this Golden Core Realm Monster Beast turned out to be Mo Hua, infamous for his feeble Blood Qi and meager Spiritual Power, who seldom drew on his cultivation prowess.

He hadn't even deployed the Formation in full assault.

The Formation served merely to bind and suppress.

Instead, he depended on his personal might, the enigmatic Sword Skill he had honed, and in a solo, head-on clash, he brutally felled that third-grade Monster Beast!!

Xun Ziyou's heart pounded with astonishment.

What sort of formidable Taoist Skill was this?

And what immense force propelled it?

...

Meanwhile, the Pig Monster lay slain.

Mo Hua snapped back to reality, gazing at the enormous carcass before him, a flicker of surprise stirring in his chest.

It's simply... gone, just like that?

"With Divine Thought into sword, I took down a... third-grade Golden Core Realm Pig Monster?"

Mo Hua stared at his slender, fragile hand, disbelief washing over him.

That was merely a tenth of his Divine Thought Power.

The unleashed might of the Godslaying Sword, hampered by the barriers between illusion and reality, amounted to only a sliver of its potential.

Yet, this formidable third-grade Pig Monster fell decisively to his single strike.

Mo Hua drew in a sharp, chilly breath.

Should he one day fully merge the boundaries of illusion and reality, unleashing the Godslaying Sword into the world at full capacity...

How devastating would that blade prove?

What levels of cultivators or Monster Beasts could it vanquish?

Mo Hua dared not even speculate.

He pondered in awe for a bit, then recalled that the commotion would inevitably draw attention.

The pressing issue lay in "cleaning up" the mess, or explanations would prove tricky.

But how exactly to clean it up?

Who could he turn to for help?

Mo Hua eyed the massive third-grade Golden Core Pig Monster with its vacant, lifeless pig eyes, lost in thought.

After a pause, he pulled out the Taixu Token and dispatched a message to Xun Ziyou:

"Elder Xun, hurry over! I found a dead pig!"

Far off, Xun Ziyou glanced at the Taixu Token, his face twisting into a vivid array of expressions:

"..."

Found a dead pig...

Had he not witnessed it firsthand, he might have swallowed that tale whole.

Xun Ziyou quelled the turmoil in his emotions, paused briefly, and replied to Mo Hua: "Where?"

Mo Hua scanned his surroundings and relayed the spot.

Xun Ziyou responded: "Fine, I'm heading there shortly."

Mo Hua: "Okay."

With that, Xun Ziyou slipped covertly to the mountain base, looped around several times to gauge the timing, then feigned a hurried arrival.

Reaching the site, Xun Ziyou feigned "shock":

"A third-grade Pig Monster?"

Mo Hua nodded.

"What caused its death?" Xun Ziyou inquired.

Mo Hua shook his head, replying: "I'm not sure. When I got here, this pig was already dead on the ground, huge thing."

"Likely, someone else slew it, or maybe it caught some vicious ailment and smashed into a tree till it dropped."

"Smashed into a tree and died..."

"Pigs are thick-headed, can't maneuver, just barrel ahead and perish."

"..."

Xun Ziyou felt utterly deflated.

This kid spouted nonsense with such natural flair, utterly devoid of logic.

Xun Ziyou surveyed the area, noting all Formation traces had been wiped clean, and gave a subtle nod.

Erasing every sign of the Formation—impressive, spares me the hassle...

"Got it," Xun Ziyou nodded and stated, "This Refining Demon Mountain is perilous; head back first. I'll deal with this third-grade Pig Monster."

Seeing Elder Xun drop further questions, Mo Hua exhaled in relief, but then pondered and asked: "Elder, can this third-grade Pig Monster earn me Merit Points?"

Though his current Merit Points sufficed for now, one could never hoard too many.

Besides, for a third-grade Pig Monster, skipping the Merit Points exchange would leave Mo Hua feeling unsettled.

Elder Xun regarded Mo Hua quietly and sighed:

"Fortune counts as strength too. Since you 'found' it, it's yours for Merit Points."

Mo Hua relaxed, grinning as he said: "Thanks, Elder Xun!"

Elder Xun instructed: "Return now."

"Yes."

Mo Hua bowed respectfully, then departed, entrusting the remainder to Elder Xun Ziyou.

Once Mo Hua was gone, Xun Ziyou stood in silence for a moment, then approached the dark Pig Monster slowly.

Gazing at its nearly pristine flesh and those dim, empty eyes, Xun Ziyou inhaled sharply, his eyes quivering as he whispered that almost forgotten name:

"Taixu... Divine Thought into sword True Jue..."

Those words carried an extraordinary weight, stirring longing in Xun Ziyou's heart while filling it with awe.

He let out a sigh, drew his treasure sword, and with a flash of sword light, he carved the pig's hide, tore through the meat, and stabbed the Pig Monster's heart.

The once-unmarred Pig Monster now bore myriad sword wounds.

Afterward, Xun Ziyou summoned aides via the Letter Token to manage the colossal remains of the third-grade Pig Monster.

...

Meanwhile, Mo Hua made his way back to Taixu Gate, settling in the Disciple's Residence, his thoughts still racing.

The image of felling the Pig Monster lingered sharply.

The unleashed potency of Godslaying continued to unsettle him somewhat.

He glanced involuntarily at his hands, drifting into contemplation.

Within those hands rested the technique to end a Golden Core...

This formed the core of Divine Sense Proving the Dao, amplified by the authentic might of Divine Thought into sword True Jue.

A sensation of wielding true power began to course through Mo Hua's entire form.

Eight years of relentless study in the Qian Learning State Boundary, ceaseless cultivation, refining Formations, devouring Evil Spirits, absorbing Divine Marrow, forging the bedrock of the Divine Way.

Layered with Sword Dao practice, progressively grasping the essence of Divine Thought into sword.

Bit by bit, like grains building a tower or drops wearing stone.

At last, his Divine Thought Dao started to reveal its edge.

Mo Hua clenched his palm as if gripping something, his eyes gleaming fiercely.

Divine Thought Formation, Sword Transformation achieved!

Henceforth, his Divine Sense thread became the "Line of Death."

Be it humans, monsters, or demons, once he released the Godslaying Sword, pierced their Sea of Consciousness, it would bypass all bodily defenses, Spiritual Power, or demonic energies, shattering their Divine Thought and snuffing out their existence.

And so, he advanced at last, emerging as a true "Divine Way Cultivator."

Armed with potent Divine Thought, he now grasped his own fate and demise!

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