Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2232 Chapter 1037: War Breaks Out

The Gui Water Sect initiated an assault on the Lingxiao Sect. As they drew near, they exploited the element of surprise, deploying the malevolent Gui Water Sword Skill to claim several 'lives' from the Lingxiao Sect.

This vile tactic provoked fury within the Lingxiao Sect.

A brutal clash erupted between the two factions.

Realizing the tide turning against them, members of the Gui Water Sect withdrew hastily.

Following this, the Sever Gold Sect along with the Gui Water Sect continued their assaults on the remaining Eight Great Gates through cunning strikes.

Numerous sects endured heavy casualties.

The delicate equilibrium crumbled, and this conflict acted as a catalyst, sparking the inferno of the Shura war.

Observers couldn't suppress their outrage, exclaiming:

'Damn it, Sever Gold Sect, you lack any martial ethics.'

'Gui Water Sect, you're nothing but treacherous scoundrels!'

Yet, driven by circumstances, they too resorted to devious methods against nearby sects.

With everyone else engaging in slaughter, holding back would surely leave one trailing behind.

This was the Sword Discussion Conference; lagging means your sect lags.

A sect's lag impacts the prospects and growth of countless fellow cultivators.

The scenario began to spiral out of control.

Sneak attacks occurred frequently, claiming many lives.

Far-sighted cultivators grew increasingly uneasy.

Should Mo Hua evade elimination, persisting or stalling while fortifying his position, the fallout would be beyond comprehension.

However, once ignited, the war's blaze spread rapidly.

All were occupied with plotting and battling to gain advantages for their sects.

The broader perspective held no interest for anyone.

These insightful disciples could merely observe in frustration, lamenting:

'The young ones can't be reasoned with!'

'So narrow-minded, ensnared by Mo Hua's sly scheme...'

Nevertheless, the turmoil showed no inclination to subside.

In Mo Hua's absence, the Shura war thus concluded its second purge.

Most of the Twelve Streams sects were eliminated.

On paper, the Twelve Streams sects enjoyed parity with the Eight Great Gates.

However, as specialized Tao Cultivation sects, the Twelve Streams lacked overall battle prowess.

Hence, in the Sword Discussion Conference—a arena of genuine combat—the Twelve Streams held no edge.

Their true domain lay in the subsequent Dao contests, like exchanges on Pill, Artifact, Talisman, and Formation.

The Eight Great Gates' ranks slimmed further.

Those without sufficient power perished amid rivalries and plots.

Even within the Four Great Sects, some disciples met their end or retreated.

Survivors now boasted deep cultivation bases, wariness, or exceptional skills—essentially the 'core' figures from each sect. Without extraordinary measures, no one could fell another.

Furthermore, certain 'traitors' stirred the pot of intrigue, heightening suspicions between the Four Sects and Eight Gates, fostering a charged environment.

No one dared move impulsively.

Beneath the calm facade, undercurrents churned, while overt conflicts quieted.

As moments elapsed, the fog in the Shura field dissipated, unveiling the landscape and sharpening the view of the terrain.

Suddenly, a signal flare arced through the heavens.

This marked the prearranged cue.

Hearts raced among all present.

'We found him!'

'That villain Mo Hua!'

Disciples from the Four Sects and Eight Gates exchanged looks; despite their recent fierce confrontations, they now acted as though unmarred,

proclaiming:

'Mo Hua must perish!'

The Demon Slaying Alliance's vow echoed through whispers

among the crowd:

'Eradicate Mo to preserve the Dao, Mo Hua must die!'

Shared animosity toward Mo Hua reunited the once-divided

young prodigies from the sects.

Followers of the Four Sects and Eight Gates halted their feuds, suppressing grudges inwardly, then unleashed their mobility arts, becoming rays of spiritual light hurtling toward the flare's origin.

In the Shura field, escaping lights gathered at a single spot.

A majestic aura formed, as if heroes from the Four Sects and Eight Gates united to vanquish their prime foe, Mo Hua.

Upon reaching the flare's location, they beheld a massive cliff, its face rising thousands of feet, flanked by thick woods, stark and vacant.

Nearby stood two squads of Ten Thousand Formations Sect disciples.

One from the Ten Thousand Formations Sect indicated the cliff, stating:

'Formation remnants are present here.'

'An Illusion Array encases the exterior, while a Concealment Formation hides within—both exceptional Second Grade High-Level Formations.'

The Ten Thousand Formations Sect, a pillar among the Twelve Streams, thrived on formations.

Their legacy in arrays carried a distinctive flair.

Disciples here possessed notable proficiency in formations.

These array imprints surfaced post-fog clearance, thanks to some array detection and a dash of fortune.

Such arrays displayed remarkable intricacy.

In the entire Sword Discussion Conference, solely Mo Hua exhibited such prowess and capability.

'Well done, you've toiled enough.'

Qin Cangliu acknowledged with a nod, then swung his sword, slaying the disciple who had spoken from the Ten Thousand Formations Sect.

Disciples of the other Eight Great Gates followed suit, eliminating every last Ten Thousand Formations Sect member.

As part of the Twelve Streams, the Ten Thousand Formations Sect endured thus far because their Formation Masters aided in tracing Mo Hua, the Formation Leader.

With Mo Hua's trail now uncovered.

Ten Thousand Formations Sect disciples lost their value.

Regarding array disruption.

Though born as Formation Masters, these Ten Thousand Formations Sect disciples paled against the fiendish prodigy, Mo Hua.

They failed to dismantle Mo Hua's arrays.

Unable to breach them, brute force remained the option.

Thus, Ten Thousand Formations Sect disciples served no purpose.

All were Formation Masters, fixated on array studies, straightforward in thought, still basking in the triumph of uncovering Mo Hua's signs, only to face betrayal and slaughter one after another.

Outraged, the Ten Thousand Formations Sect Elders roared from beyond the battlefield:

'The Four Sects and Eight Gates are all vile bastards!'