Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2149 Chapter 1011: Invisible (Part 3)

"That damned brat, he's truly sly!"

Now that the Peeping Mirror had shattered and the Revealing Dust scattered to the winds, every scheme they plotted against Mo Hua turned utterly pointless.

The Longding Sect had believed they offered Mo Hua sufficient "respect" from the start.

They arrived with spiritual artifacts in hand and deployed the Revealing Dust as well.

Yet it appeared this level of "respect" remained far too shallow, devoid of true commitment.

Meanwhile, Linghu Xiao and his three companions surged forward in that instant.

With Mo Hua nowhere in sight, the five Longding Sect members had no choice but to engage Linghu Xiao's team head-on.

Luckily, their prowess held firm, matching Taixu Gate evenly in outright clashes, especially since they outnumbered their foes five to four.

However, midway through the skirmish, fireballs started hurtling from the nearby thicket.

Mo Hua emerged once more, bolstering his allies with spells. "Take him down!"

The head disciple from Longding Sect swiftly jabbed a finger toward Mo Hua, his voice icy as he bellowed.

Two Longding Sect disciples bolted ahead without delay, snarling like fierce beasts, channeling their movement arts, and plunging into the woods. Yet after scanning the area, the trees loomed dense and shadowy, with no trace of Mo Hua to be found.

Forced to pull back once again, they withdrew.

But the moment they fell back, Mo Hua appeared anew, snapping his fingers to unleash fireball spells and water prison spells straight at them...

Fuming with rage, the pair of Longding Sect disciples barreled back into the woods, defying the incoming spells.

The instant they charged in, Mo Hua disappeared yet again.

As they withdrew, Mo Hua materialized once more, launching additional spells their way.

The five Longding Sect cultivators seethed with fury on the verge of bursting. The onlookers beyond the field felt their blood surge, minds reeling in shock. Utterly vile!

Completely and utterly vile!

Across all these years and countless Sword Discussion Conferences, no one had ever witnessed such a brazen and devious disciple.

This was the Sword Discussion Conference, after all, with crowds upon crowds observing.

If he acted without shame, did that mean his backing sect would stoop to the same?

Persistently hurling these basic spells just to irritate foes—was that truly so entertaining?

Yet for Mo Hua, it proved... endlessly delightful.

He fled when enemies advanced; he vanished when they pursued; he struck from distance when they retreated.

Better still, through this cat-and-mouse game, he pinned down two of the Longding Sect disciples.

The other three now faced pressure from Linghu Xiao's four-strong team, already battered by numerous blasts of Chongxu Sword Qi.

Mo Hua's interference shattered the Longding Sect's lineup entirely.

The Longding Sect disciples knew this standoff couldn't last:

"Forget Mo Hua—target Linghu Xiao first."

This stood as their final option.

Hearing the command, the remaining two Longding Sect disciples abandoned Mo Hua and rejoined the fray, uniting all five against Linghu Xiao's quartet.

Suddenly, dragon aura erupted, cauldron echoes thundered, sword qi lashed out, slicing through metal and stone alike.

With no one bothering Mo Hua anymore, his spirits soared even higher. He positioned himself at the thicket's border, extending his divine sense to survey the chaos, and freely unleashed spells without a worry.

Chiefly fireball spells, interspersed with Golden Sound Skill, Golden Flash Skill, Water Prison Technique, Wooden Binding Skill, Quicksand Skill... alongside various other minor Five Elements Skills that packed little punch but irritated endlessly.

The Longding Sect disciples suffered terribly.

Previously, these elite prodigies wouldn't spare a glance for such rudimentary Five Elements Skills.

To them, only mighty advanced Taoist arts held value.

Resorting to these trivial spells would merely draw scorn.

But today, these same basic spells tormented and shamed them over and over, leaving them disheveled and laughable.

At the grand Sword Discussion Conference, beneath the gazes of sects, noble houses, and cultivators across the Nine States,

to suffer "humiliation" from these paltry beginner Five Elements Spells...

At last, the Longding Sect disciples grasped why countless sects and cultivators despised Mo Hua so intensely.

The sword discussion pressed onward.

The two sides' cultivators remained locked in turbulent combat.

Sword qi and spells whizzed about, while fists and feet collided with savage force.

Yet in a battlefield where Mo Hua roamed unchecked, defeat loomed inevitable.

Slowly but surely, Longding Sect faltered.

Their collective power was formidable, but the issue lay in lacking

a figure like Linghu Xiao—a genuine "heavenly pride."

In drawn-out ties, it often fell to a "heavenly pride" to shatter the impasse and turn the tide.

That's precisely why heavenly prides earned universal acclaim and anticipation.

Lacking such a prodigy to break through, their position only deteriorated further.

Furthermore, following the clash with Shi Tiangang from Vajra Sect,

Linghu Xiao had sharpened his edge, rendering his sword qi fiercer than before.

Ouyang Xuan and his allies had learned to counter "powerful body cultivators."

Mo Hua's spells grew smoother, more devious, and ever more cunning.

Thus, Longding Sect found themselves yielding ground bit by bit.

Still, this wasn't the worst of it. The true agony came as Longding Sect came to see that victory had never been possible in this sword discussion from the outset.

For this was an "assassination" bout.

Mo Hua served as the "leader."

This leader could vanish from sight, his invisibility impervious to detection.

That put him in an invincible stance by default.

Even slaying all four of Linghu Xiao's group would prove futile.

Mo Hua need only hole up somewhere, trigger his concealment, and elude all searches.

Without locating him, they couldn't eliminate him or claim the leader's head.

From the beginning, this fight formed a "death trap," utterly impossible to win!

This realization sent a cold shudder through the Longding Sect disciples' cores.

How could one persist in an unwinnable fight?

Even pouring everything into it might yield a mere "draw" at best, though Taixu Gate would never accept such an outcome.

What's more, should Mo Hua, their foe's "leader," sense peril, he could simply hide away and dodge every threat.

Longding Sect lacked that luxury.

Their own leader couldn't "conceal" himself.

Not only unable to hide, he stayed perpetually vulnerable to Taixu Gate's assaults, forever in the path of Linghu Xiao's sword qi strikes.

Despair crept into their hearts, growing ever deeper. But as this was the Sword Discussion Conference, and they hailed from one of the Four Great Sects, they refused to yield despite the dire odds.

In the fights that followed, Longding Sect disciples hunted for alternative tactics to shatter this stalemate.

Their focus centered on drawing Mo Hua out for the kill.

Mo Hua remained too fragile, with scant margin for mistakes.

A single lapse, the tiniest exposure, and any of the five Longding Sect members could end him with one blow.

Yet Mo Hua's divine sense proved overwhelmingly keen, his wits razor-sharp. At the first whiff of danger, he would instantly vanish and dart into the woods.

No soul could pinpoint his "hiding" spot.

The external audience knew his position, however.

They longed to shatter the fifth-grade formation, soar into the Sword Discussion field, and directly inform the Longding Sect disciples of Mo Hua's whereabouts.

To warn them that Mo Hua lurked nearby the whole time!

Invisible, perched on a branch, observing them with mocking glee.

Regrettably, such intervention lay beyond their reach.

And so the tide turned ever more against them, inch by inch.

Ultimately, a prized heavenly pride from the esteemed Longding Sect—one of the Four Great Sects—fell victim to Mo Hua's concealment art, succumbing in genuine revulsion.

A strange unease stirred in everyone's chests.

All recognized that Mo Hua's concealment technique carried an eerie quality...

This invisibility defied all attempts to "see through" it.

Which implied Mo Hua embodied an "invisible" spiritual cultivator...

How does one slay an unseen spiritual cultivator?