Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2181 Chapter 1021: Battle of Offense and Defense

"Absurd..."

A voice broke in hesitantly, "How exactly did he manage to sneak that formation in?"

"The Sword Discussion Conference enforces rigid rules, with elders personally inspecting every item entering the arena. Cheating in any shape or form is utterly impossible."

"Could Taixu Gate... have swayed the Mount of Tao elders with bribes?"

"Does Taixu Gate even possess that kind of influence?"

Beyond the battlefield, the Mount of Tao elders stirred with even greater turmoil than the onlookers.

Typically, elders at the Mount of Tao were advanced in years, held esteemed positions, enjoyed widespread respect, and upheld justice impartially.

This role offered both honor and ease.

They had been seated comfortably, sipping tea while casually observing the Sword

Discussion Conference.

The emergence of the High-Rank Formation caught several elders off guard, causing them to shatter their teacups in shock.

"This can't be right!"

"It's finished; how on earth did this young one smuggle a High-Rank Formation in?" "The forebears' regulations are shattered..."

"Which of you inspected him?"

"Utterly foolish..."

One elder thrust out his chin defiantly and declared, "Stop spouting rubbish. I examined him thoroughly upon entry—there was no High-Rank Formation on him."

"So from where did this formation originate?"

"Hurry, probe into it..."

Thus, footage from the Sword Discussion Conference's start was reversed frame by frame, scrutinizing precisely what Mo Hua had accomplished.

To dispel doubts and guarantee equity without hidden interference.

This reversed footage was accessible to the cultivators spectating from outside as well.

A compact display emerged on the Fang Tian Hua Ying, rewinding every move Mo Hua made from his arrival.

The crowd, abandoning the live Sword Discussion, fixed their gazes intently on Mo Hua's "replay."

The footage sped through rapidly and halted at the prime "suspicious"

instant.

Mo Hua crouched in a secluded spot, facing away from the audience, furtively tinkering with something.

"Switch the view now," commanded a Mount of Tao elder.

The angle altered, exposing Mo Hua's features.

His hand movements became plainly apparent.

The Mount of Tao assembly froze in astonishment for a beat.

Chaos then exploded across the area.

At that instant, they discerned exactly what Mo Hua had been furtively up to in his corner squat...

Without doubt, he was "working" with formations.

Yet not assembling them.

He was sketching formations!

Right in the Sword Discussion Conference, amid the geniuses' fierce battles, he

crafted a formation right there on the spot!

The Sword Discussion Conference forbids transporting Second Grade High-Level Formations.

Therefore, he handled it solo, inscribing a high-level formation directly in place!

The gathering fell mute briefly, at a loss for words.

Following the hush, a cultivator pondered, "Wait... if he inscribed a Second Grade

High-Level Formation, what supplied the formation materials?"

Another caught on, "He broke it down temporarily from the other formations he carried."

"And his Formation Pen—where was that?"

"The Sword Discussion permits spiritual artifacts; he skipped weapons entirely, opting for a Formation Pen alone."

"A Formation Pen serves as a Formation Master's tool..."

"Fine, but the Spiritual Ink? How did he obtain the ink?"

"I'm not sure...

A cultivator shook his head, leaving most puzzled.

However, those who had joined the Sword Discussion and knew the guidelines clarified:

"Participants in the Sword Discussion may carry certain 'odds and ends',

and Spiritual Ink qualifies as such."

"Hold on..." a confused voice rose, "Why classify Spiritual Ink under odds and ends? How is Spiritual Ink mere clutter? Who devised these guidelines—don't they grasp basics?"

"The Mount of Tao ancestor established these very rules..."

The earlier cultivator smacked his lips: "Apologies, I overstepped. The ancestor knew best... Spiritual Ink truly belongs among odds and ends."

A voice recapped, "So... Mo Hua this youth disassembled the formation materials, packed his Formation Pen, drew on Spiritual Ink from the odds and ends to etch a Second Grade High-Level Formation, then positioned it at the city gate?"

"Is pulling off something like that feasible?"

"Does this even make sense?"

"What sort of mind does this kid possess, twisting the rules to this degree?"

"This isn't twisting rules; it's blatant cheating, right?"

"Deploying a high-level formation during the Sword Discussion Conference—how can anyone stand a chance? If that's not cheating, then what counts as such?"

"That's not our call to make."

"At minimum, it appears to follow the rules outwardly."

"We'll debate it afterward; for now, observe the Sword Discussion... though the high-level formation packs a punch, it confronts five Heavenly Sword Sect geniuses—victory hangs in the balance?"

"Don't bend the rules with a high-level formation, only to suffer defeat ultimately—that would be humiliating..." a voice scoffed.

Others bristled, "You're belittling the high-level formation excessively. It's a high-level one, handcrafted by Mo Hua—no doubt a supreme nineteen-pattern array. Think it's child's play?"

While the heated debate raged on.

Within the Sword Discussion arena, the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples detected the anomaly too.

"A High-Rank Formation?"

The lofty head of the Heavenly Sword Sect geniuses creased his brow, then growled lowly, "High-Rank Formation or not, today I'll test if your array holds firmer than our Heavenly Sword Sect's Sword Qi cuts keener?"

"Kill!"

The remaining four echoed fiercely, "Kill!!"

The quintet wasted no more time, unleashing full force without restraint, channeling spiritual power to its peak and loosing all their Sword Qi.

Even fiercer blades of Sky Star Sword Qi hammered the city gate.

Despite the High-Rank Formation's bolster, faint fissures appeared on the city gate, it shuddered, and debris trickled down.

Mo Hua, however, stayed composed.

Linghu Xiao and his group simply adhered to Mo Hua's directives, venturing out sporadically to disrupt the foes.

Earlier, they needed to fend off the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples while safeguarding the

city gate.

Now, the High-Rank Formation fortified the city gate against the Heavenly Sword Sect assaults, letting them just pester intermittently and easing the strain on the gate.

This proved far simpler.

In the fierce clashes between the sides, successive bursts of Sky Star Sword Qi

slammed the city gate, only to be devoured by the High-Rank Gold Stone Formation.

Although the High-Rank Gold Stone Formation's barriers were robust, it wouldn't endure indefinitely against the unyielding barrage from the Four Great Sects'

geniuses.

Under the ceaseless Sword Qi onslaught from the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, the fissures in the formation widened steadily.

The city gate teetered on the edge of ruin.

Witnessing the formation nearing collapse, the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples surged with morale, "Hasten, strike as one, shatter the

formation, and storm the city gate!"

"Yes!"

They merged their strengths, rousing their Sword Qi anew, and pressed the assault on the

city gate. Truly, diligence yields results from the heavens.

After repeated Sword Qi barrages, the city gate's radiance faded, and the formation lines fractured.

The High-Rank Gold Stone Formation fell to the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples at last.

Elation filled the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples.

The observers nodded approvingly, acclaiming:

"Worthy of the Heavenly Sword Sect's geniuses—a high-level formation

poses little challenge to them..."

Yet as the city gate's formation dulled, on the cusp of vanishing, Mo Hua extended his hand steadily and smacked the wall.

Brilliant radiance burst forth instantly.

A fresh High-Rank Gold Stone Formation ignited.

The city gate, moments from falling, regained its "unbreakable" fortitude through the formation's might.

The spectators who had lauded the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples now choked on stifled frustration.

The glee that had ignited in the Heavenly Sword Sect geniuses' hearts snuffed out abruptly.

Gazing at the "city gate" aglow with golden hues, their expressions paled,

and bitterness soured their mouths.

One high-level formation hadn't halted them, true.

But two?

Were there merely two?

No telling how many high-level formations Mo Hua concealed yet.

How many tiers of high-level Gold Stone Formations had he layered upon this city gate in truth?

By now, a shadow of hopelessness crept into the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples'

hearts.

In this precise moment, they recalled Mo Hua's true starting role: Qianxue... Formation Leader.