Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2145 Chapter 1010: Shi Tiangang (2)

Shi Tiangang remained oblivious to what was truly happening.

Yet the onlookers perceived everything with perfect clarity.

Beyond the sword arena, hovering over the Fan Tian painting, almost every cultivator observing the fight grasped the scene distinctly.

Mo Hua employed no sophisticated movement skill whatsoever.

Throughout, his footwork stayed as the simplest Flowing Water Step.

That said, he layered the Concealment Technique atop the Flowing Water Step!

As Shi Tiangang gave chase, Mo Hua evaded, and when evasion grew tough, he slipped into thickets, sheltered behind massive boulders, or weaved past trunks. By leveraging rocks and woodland foliage to block lines of sight, without a soul's knowledge, he activated the Concealment Technique, faded from view, and casually looped back, positioning himself right behind Shi Tiangang.

Afterward, he dropped the veil, exposed his form, and kept drawing Shi Tiangang onward into deeper pursuit.

In truth, this tactic lacks any real ingenuity.

It amounts to merely the elementary Flowing Water Step combined with the sneaky Concealment Technique.

Viewers beyond the action spotted its mechanics instantly.

However, Shi Tiangang, immersed in the chaos, acted as if blinded by his own assumptions, flitting about like a fly without direction, blind to Mo Hua's deceptions.

The audience grew restless on his behalf.

"Concealment Technique!"

"A straightforward ploy like this—why hasn't Shi Tiangang caught on?"

"Toyed around by the Concealment Technique, a prominent cultivator acting every bit the glaring idiot..."

The bulk of the cultivators felt both frustration and irritation.

Irritated by Mo Hua's slyness, frustrated over Shi Tiangang's ineptitude.

Yet certain Daoist elders amid the spectators knit their brows. In particular, those from different sects who had examined the Concealment Technique, practiced it, and probed its depths, appeared thoughtful upon brief reflection. They realized the matter held layers beyond the surface.

Shi Tiangang wasn't failing to consider it; rather, Mo Hua's handling of the Concealment Technique proved far too unorthodox.

Typically, when cultivators invoke the Concealment Technique—for slipping into hiding or emerging from it—they need time to cast the spell along with a "slow fading" phase.

Mo Hua stood apart, though.

The pace at which he invoked the hiding was incredibly swift, rendering the slow fading nearly nonexistent; in an instant, he

vanished entirely.

Furthermore, he always timed his hiding with natural cover from trees and rocks to shield his presence.

His deployment of the Concealment Technique left absolutely no hint behind.

Shi Tiangang's failure to pierce it right away was completely expected.

Were it not for the Fan Tian painting revealing Mo Hua's actions in vivid detail, even a few Daoist Law elders on site might have overlooked Mo Hua's peculiar ploy at first glance.

"This young one's grasp of spells is genuinely... extraordinary..."

"Indeed, his sharp intellect and keen insight make him naturally gifted in Taoist Skill."

"Fortunately, his Spiritual Root is weak, his Spiritual Power limited, or else... should he master even a couple of advanced Daoist Magics, bolstered by his outrageous Divine Sense and this profound spell comprehension, the results would be downright frightening..."

"True enough..."

Many elders exchanged whispers of quiet wonder.

One elder then inquired:

"Still, this Shi Tiangang—why hasn't he picked up on the irregularity yet?"

"Regardless of how slyly the Concealment Technique is wielded, it remains a Concealment Technique at heart. A youth like Mo Hua, darting about in shadows, must leave some clues."

"Overlooking it at the start makes sense."

"But after this prolonged game of cat and mouse without grasping it, that's tougher to excuse..."

Could it be that... Vajra Sect body cultivators boast only brute strength, paired with

straightforward thinking?

Naturally, such notions lingered unspoken in their thoughts; voicing them would stir offense.

Vajra Sect body cultivators are hulking brutes whose fists dwarf sand pots, and they brook no messing with.

At the same time, within the sword arena.

Shi Tiangang's thoughts hadn't yet straightened out.

For there lingered a detail that most Daoist elders viewing via the

Fan Tian painting had overlooked in that brief span.

Namely, Mo Hua's Concealment Technique wasn't merely a basic

Concealment Technique.

Instead, it embodied the Minor Five Elements Stealth Skill.

The Minor Five Elements Stealth blended into the Five Elements, concealed amid

the vast heaven and earth.

This had been a proprietary supreme art of the Five Hidden Sect, among the Qian Learning Hundred Gates.

Yet the Five Hidden Sect had faded long ago, withdrawing from the Qian Learning State Boundary to parts unknown, perhaps even perishing entirely. Its sole heir, the second Hidden elder, fell into villainy and wound up in

Mo Hua's possession.

Mo Hua had shattered his teeth, thereby claiming this Stealth Technique.

Thanks to his singular gifts, Mo Hua's version of the Minor Five Elements Stealth Skill likely surpassed the sect's disciples by multiples in refinement.

Armed with potent Divine Sense, a Five Elements Spiritual Root, and command over Five Elements Formations, he masked his presence through heaven and earth's elements, while drawing on vast "daring" know-how from countless narrow escapes to perfect his hiding method.

Shi Tiangang stood no chance of sensing him.

Even a fresh Golden Core cultivator arriving on scene might fail to spot Mo Hua's Stealth Technique.

Should Mo Hua genuinely seek to flee, he could simply vanish into hiding, leaving Shi Tiangang clueless.

His intermittent appearances served only to hold Shi Tiangang in place, baiting the pursuit.

Allowing Xiaoxiao and her companions to more effectively cut down the remaining Vajra

Sect disciples.

In this way, the pair continued their pursuit and evasion through the woods.

Additional cycles unfolded, yet Shi Tiangang failed to unravel Mo

Hua's hiding, oblivious even to the use of a Concealment

Technique.

Nevertheless, he felt an undercurrent of unease.

Mo Hua's maneuvers struck as profoundly eerie, materializing and vanishing like a specter, popping up here then there without warning.

What's more, his presence would abruptly dissolve.

It resembled less a true movement skill and more a "deceitful ruse."

And he himself was the "plaything" in it.