Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2108 Chapter 998: Sect Taoist Soldiers 4

Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
Master Gu escorted Mo Hua and his companions from Solitary Mountain City, filled with admiration for the young master's influence in securing the Sect Leader's involvement. The Taixu Sect Master, weighing the merits and costs of Mo Hua's proposal, consulted with the leaders of Taia Mountain and Mount Chongxu, agreeing to joint funding after witnessing results. In a meticulously arranged drill, Taixu disciples donned uniform Taoist robes, armor, and spiritual artifacts, forming specialized teams that executed flawless tactics, evoking the might of Sect Taoist Soldiers and astonishing the observing leaders. Impressed by the transformation in the sect's base strength, the leaders pledged their resources, while Mo Hua, satisfied with the preparations, reviewed all details and persisted in his formation practice.

The dim glow of lamps danced in the Disciple's Residence.

Mo Hua adhered to his scheduled routine, tirelessly reviewing and grasping the handful of Ultimate Formations under his command, time and again.

Once he wrapped up his work on the Reversed Spirit Formation and shifted to the Four Symbols Monster Pattern, reverting it to the Dragon Pattern, Mo Hua halted abruptly, struck by a sudden concern:

Lifebound Formation Map!

With all the frenzy over the sword discussion lately, he'd nearly let it slip from his mind.

His Lifebound Formation Map remained unsolved...

Mo Hua creased his forehead.

He could still recall the words the Second Elder had passed on right before turning to dust:

Mr. Tu possesses a statue of an Evil God, concealing within it the Ancient Wilderness Formation Map unearthed by a genius Great Witch from the heart of the savage wilds, tied to the Great Wilderness Lineage.

This Ancient Wilderness Formation Map connects directly to his Lifebound Formation Map...

"Mr. Tu, Evil God statue..."

However... just where was this Mr. Tu located?

Where might the Evil God statue be concealed?

What form would his Lifebound Formation Map take?

Mo Hua wrinkled his brow, lost in thought for ages yet finding no leads.

"Never mind, I'll handle it once the sword discussion wraps up..."

"For now, the sword discussion takes priority. Afterward, there ought to be enough time to track down someone to chase Mr. Tu, give him a thorough thrashing and finish him off, then devise a plan to seize the 'Evil God statue'..."

"If it's truly tricky, seeking aid from the ancestors and Sect Leader could do the trick, though it's anyone's guess if the ancestors can spare the moment..."

"On top of that, this involves an Evil God—it's incredibly perilous, so I must proceed with utmost vigilance and prudence..."

Mo Hua mulled over these thoughts in silence, then pushed the issue to the back of his mind for the time being, immersing himself in formation practice while eagerly awaiting tomorrow's sword discussion gathering...

...

Somewhere obscure in the Qian Learning State Boundary.

Inside a chamber drenched in blood.

Mr. Tu, battered and scarred, his Divine Soul fragmented and tattered, prostrated himself on the floor.

The demise of the Solitary Mountain Evil Embryo had unleashed upon him a ruthless "Divine Punishment" like never before, tormenting his flesh and Divine Soul with excruciating agony, as though he were trapped in an eternal hell without end.

Mr. Tu had grown desensitized.

In a haze, he felt his end drawing near.

Not just from the threats of Taixu Gate, but even inside Taixu Gate, a ruthless entity lurked, observing him closely...

And something far more dreadful...

"Recently, I've sensed it—a presence, like a pair of... shadowy, chilling eyes, spying on me in secret..."

"Yet I haven't a clue who it might be..."

"Who on earth could that be?"

"Has some formidable cultivator stepped into the conflict... or has this figure been entangled in it from the start?"

"I have no idea..."

"I... lack the time, I..."

Mr. Tu's voice cut off abruptly, his gaze dulling into an unnatural void.

A beat later, he gradually knit his brows:

"What was I just talking about?"

"Am I wavering?"

"No, that's not possible."

"My devotion to the Divine Lord stands firm under heaven and earth. Neither man, nor demon, nor god can erode my unyielding belief."

"Nothing in this realm is truly to be feared."

"Once the Divine Lord rises again, every vile spirit and fiend shall perish beneath the Divine Lord's radiant might..."

"Yes, that's right..."

Mr. Tu whispered in a manic fervor, then dropped to his knees, his back a mess of gore, the gashes in his Divine Soul throbbing faintly.

Still, a twisted joy bloomed in Mr. Tu's soul.

Be it thunder or dew, all count as the grace of the divine.

This suffering marked the Divine Lord's "blessing."

His torment served as evidence of the Divine Lord's reality, a token of the favor bestowed upon him.

"The Solitary Mountain revival fell short because too few perished..."

"This round, victory is assured..."

"Provided enough souls are claimed, success is inevitable..."

"And you, Divine Lord, shall finally stir, savoring the finest sacrifices this world offers through fleshly indulgence..."

Mr. Tu bowed in fervent worship.

In his grasp lay a human skin stained crimson, etched with Green Dragon Formation Patterns that pulsed with an eerie green-red glow.

The object of his adoration was a divine idol.

A massive, horrifying, bone-chilling statue of an Evil God, bearing a human visage, goat horns, and skeletal form.

Sealed inside this statue dwelled a sinister Evil God aura and an age-old mystery that no one knew...