Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2196 Chapter 1026: Duanmu Qing (Part 3)
Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
In addition, coming from a Monster Hunter lineage, he possessed profound knowledge of monster beasts.
Therefore, as soon as he extended his Divine Sense, guided by his sharp instincts, he pinpointed the bear demon that would seal the fate of the sword discussion almost immediately.
The Taixu Gate team rushed straight toward the bear demon without delay.
Activating their movement techniques to the fullest, Mo Hua and his companions reached the bear demon in merely fifteen minutes.
What came next was the thrilling monster hunting phase that spectators relished, proceeding with remarkable ease.
This procedure was one that Mo Hua and the rest knew inside out.
Besides, their teamwork flowed without a hitch.
Within Refining Demon Mountain, they had engaged in innumerable hunts.
They set lures, placed snares, deployed formations, and drew in the monster beasts.
Subsequently, the snares captured the creatures, and the formations detonated, inflicting severe wounds on the monster beasts.
Linghu Xiao amassed Sword Qi to deal even more harm to the monster beast.
The teammates assisted by restraining it from the flanks while inflicting extra injuries.
All actions unfolded in perfect sequence and with outstanding proficiency, showcasing the full extent of their Refining Demon Mountain monster hunting drills.
This "Taoist Soldier transformation" and methodical approach to monster slaying left the observing cultivators utterly stunned.
The formidable late Second Grade bear demon let out a final bellow before collapsing.
Linghu Xiao swiftly cleaved open the bear demon's chest and belly with a single sword strike.
Cheng Mo advanced, reached in to remove the monster beast's inner core, and pulverized it on the spot.
The sword discussion concluded.
Right then, Ao Zheng, bolstered by his robust cultivation, along with the Longding Sect disciples, remained en route, vigilantly scanning the area, on guard against Mo Hua's formations, and clashing mentally with "empty space."
Mo Hua intended to eliminate him.
Undoubtedly, Mo Hua would deploy formations first to take him down.
Ao Zheng's gaze pierced keenly, scrutinizing the surroundings with doubt.
Where lay the deadly threat?
Might the path ahead conceal a Killing Formation planted by Mo Hua?
Could the woods up front harbor Mo Hua's ambush setups?
Should they clash with any monster beasts they met?
Was this possibly Mo Hua's "lure?"
The image of Mo Hua assaulting the city, triggering a massive blast, vividly replayed in Ao Zheng's thoughts repeatedly, shocking him.
Consequently, viewing the whole forest filled Ao Zheng with unease.
He even briefly pondered if this mad Mo Hua would detonate the entire mountain to entomb them.
Yet throughout their journey, no sign of others appeared.
Slowly, Ao Zheng sensed that something was amiss.
However, it was already too late.
Before Ao Zheng and his group could react, the bell atop Dao Mountain tolled.
They were compelled to exit the monster hunting grounds by force.
The sword discussion wrapped up, with Longding Sect defeated.
Ao Zheng stood stupefied for quite a while.
Eventually, certain outer disciples captured the sword discussion's events via "Sculpting Shadow Map" and presented them to Ao Zheng.
A surge of fury ignited deep within Ao Zheng, searing through his veins and leaving his body faintly throbbing in pain.
He yearned to pummel Mo Hua, that vile youngster, into pulp with his bare hands.
Prior to the clash, he had declared with a frosty expression, "This score will be settled."
He had vowed, "Each of you five will perish."
Yet as the battle commenced, he brazenly dashed off to slay the monster beast.
He showed no intention of facing off against Longding Sect at all.
For the first time ever, Ao Zheng truly grasped the depth of Mo Hua's "shamelessness."
Furthermore, Mo Hua's words and actions formed a deliberate, calculated scheme.
He misled him through speech.
He daunted him with stares.
He instilled caution with formations.
He even leveraged Ao Zheng's own fears to foster indecision.
"Mo Hua..."
Ao Zheng's features flushed crimson, his teeth grinding in frustration.
Among the sword discussion participants, solely Ao Zheng and his disciples discerned Mo Hua's "sinister and despicable" plots.
The onlookers beyond saw it more straightforwardly.
To them, Taixu Gate pursued a definite goal, adhered to commands faithfully, grasped every instant, and pursued the monster beasts relentlessly.
Longding Sect halted at every turn, glanced about uncertainly, and squandered opportunities.
They appeared as a band of "utter fools."
Longding Sect's prestige suffered a blow, inevitably appending five more entries to Mo Hua's "foes" roster.
Five additional "Tumo Orders" gained fresh recipients.
The Demon Slaying Alliance's influence grew even stronger across the Qianxue state borders.
Taixu Gate, conversely, experienced greater relief.
Securing yet another victory steadied their position somewhat.
The entire sect, now less tense, exhaled deeply. Yet their calm didn't endure long before fresh concerns arose.
Two days onward, the subsequent "card" from the Dao Discussion Heaven Instrument emerged.
On this occasion, fortune turned harshly against them.
Mo Hua's rival was Wanxiao Sect's Duanmu Qing.
Wanxiao Sect ranked as the premier spell-focused sect among the Four Great Sects.
Duanmu Qing herself belonged to the Qianxue Four Talents, standing alongside luminaries like Xiao Wuchen, Ao Zhan, and Shen Linsu.
She counted as one of the elite prodigies from the Four Great Sects. What's more, she was the sole woman among these peak talents. And beyond that, rumors held that Duanmu Qing possessed stunning allure, a frosty air, positioning her as a leading beauty in the Qianxue state borders. Across Qianxue state, male cultivators infatuated with Wanxiao Sect's Duanmu Qing—much like those smitten with Purple Mist Sect's premier beauty Lu Zhenlong—numbered enough to line up from Dao Mountain to Mistwater River...
However, differing from Lu Zhenlong, Duanmu Qing's talent shone too brilliantly, her looks dazzled too intensely, her bearing chilled too profoundly, often leaving admirers feeling unworthy.
The suitors of Duanmu Qing could only bury their affections deep inside.
They refrained from revealing even the tiniest sign of interest in front of Duanmu Qing's mesmerizing visage.
Certain fellows lacked the courage to utter a single phrase to Duanmu Qing.
Mo Hua had gleaned these details expressly from Hao Xuan. Previously, he had unwittingly unleashed Fireball Technique on the countenance of Purple Mist Sect's foremost beauty, incurring lasting grudge. Even distant Uncle Zhang Lan had grilled him over it.
Following that, Mo Hua absorbed the painful instruction.
Ahead of this sword discussion, he had proactively researched this "Duanmu Qing" to sidestep prior blunders and avert needless complications.
Females prove highly vexing.
The lovelier the lady, the greater the hassle.
That said, compiling such intel appeared to offer scant advantage.
Duanmu Qing differed from Lu Zhenlong; she truly embodied one of the "Qianxue Four Talents."
In an outright confrontation, Mo Hua might struggle to prevail over her, much less employ Fireball Technique against her features.
Besides, Wanxiao Sect's squad wielded ridiculously potent might as well.
Mo Hua pondered extensively yet remained stymied.
Under the prevailing constraints, their prospects of triumph seemed exceedingly slim.
Qianxue Four Talents—those four supreme rarities, encompassing Duanmu Qing—posed nearly impossible barriers...
Mo Hua let out a heavy sigh.
Nevertheless, with circumstances as they were, retreat was impossible; they had no choice but to strive fully in the bout.
Engage in combat, and a slim hope might linger.
Refuse to fight, and zero hope remained absolute.
Thereafter, Mo Hua conducted the standard setups, devising their strategies.
Come the sword discussion day, Mo Hua, true to form, guided Linghu Xiao and the team into Dao Mountain's Inner Mountain.
Yet right at the Inner Mountain's entrance, Mo Hua halted and lifted his gaze.
In the distance, another cultivator group arrived precisely then. Comprising two males and three females, all exuding exceptional poise. Leading them was a lady with features as refined as jade, impeccably sculpted, clad in an elegant, regal Wanxiao Taoist Robe of five hues and Five Elements, her presence cool and gaze detached from worldly concerns. This was none other than the day's sword discussion adversary.
Likewise, the lone woman among Qianxue's Four supreme talents. "Duanmu Qing..."
Even Mo Hua felt a touch of surprise at their initial sighting.
Linghu Xiao and the others appeared somewhat entranced too.
Duanmu Qing was truly extraordinarily lovely, bearing a striking aura of lofty chill.
Plain attractiveness wouldn't turn heads, but when paired with formidable power, it commanded inevitable notice.