Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2239 Chapter 1039: Five Elements Source Armor (2)

"Thirty against over a hundred is clearly an unwinnable situation."

"Mo Hua's formation techniques seem flashy and intimidating, but in practice... they appear futile?"

"Perhaps it is merely a desperate move taken under dire circumstances."

"That must be it..."

This speculation eventually reached the ears of the Elders within the Ten Thousand Formations Sect.

While the elders remained silent, they harbored internal misgivings.

On one level, they felt Mo Hua's chosen formation was somewhat inappropriate for the situation.

Yet, simultaneously, they suspected Mo Hua's formations held a deeper intent, far more complex than their superficial appearance suggested.

Despite his youth, Mo Hua radiated an unfathomable temperament.

What exactly was his real objective?

Even as Elders of Formation Arts who had dedicated their entire lives to studying the Dao, they found themselves utterly perplexed.

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Within the sword discussion arena, Shi Tiangang, Qin Cangliu, and their peers also felt a sense of unease.

Their apprehension toward Mo Hua was genuine.

Consequently, even though Mo Hua had deployed only a simple Trapping Formation to confine them within the valley,

And despite their numbers being triple those of Taixu Gate, they dared not act recklessly within the boundaries of his formation.

Mo Hua, their Formation Leader, was no ordinary cultivator.

The extent of what he could achieve through formations was beyond anyone's imagination.

Thus, they spread their Divine Sense, sweeping the valley thoroughly until they were certain no other formations were hidden beyond the mountain seal; only then did their tension dissipate.

Mo Hua excelled in formation mastery, just as Taixu Gate relied heavily upon it.

With formations, they were powerful.

Without them, Taixu Gate was like a toothless tiger—imposing in appearance but hollow inside, posing no real threat.

Since only a basic Trapping Formation sealed the pass with no other ambushes prepared, facing one hundred opponents with only thirty, Taixu Gate stood no chance.

"Are we permitted to kill?"

The minds of the crowd raced with dangerous thoughts.

At that moment, Ye Zhiyuan of the Daluo Sect stepped forward, his eyes burning with resentment as he locked his gaze on Mo Hua.

Having been humiliated by Mo Hua's Flying Sword previously, he had become a laughingstock. Now, facing his rival, his eyes were bloodshot with hatred.

Pointing his finger at Mo Hua, Ye Zhiyuan snarled:

"Mo Hua, since my defeat, I have endured bitter Cultivation to master the Daluo Sword Control. Today, I shall wash away my shame and claim your head with a single blade!"

These words ignited the long-standing resentment among the others.

They were all established masters, the so-called geniuses of Qianxue; who among them hadn't suffered some form of humiliation from Mo Hua's fireballs, water prisons, concealment tactics, or formation tricks?

Abruptly, emotions boiled over. Swords were drawn and spells were prepared, all directed at Mo Hua. "Kill Mo Hua!"

"Whoever ends Mo Hua will be crowned the Alliance Hierarch!"

Amidst the growing uproar, a Flying Sword streaked through the air, morphing into a streak of Sword Qi aimed directly at Mo Hua's neck.

It was Ye Zhiyuan’s Daluo Flying Sword Control.

Just as the strike was set to land, five burly men intervened, their Giant Swords sweeping in perfect synchronization to deflect the attack with surging power.

The attempt on Mo Hua's life failed, but the skirmish was instantly ignited.

Geniuses from the Four Sects and Seven Gates drew their weapons, cast offensive spells, or braced their Vajra bodies, storming toward Taixu Gate.

Over a hundred geniuses launched a coordinated assault, their Spiritual Power surging like a tidal wave—a truly terrifying display of momentum.

The Taixu Gate disciples remained solemn and prepared.

Mo Hua maintained an indifferent expression, watching the charging mob with cold, sharp eyes.

Even when confronted by the geniuses of the Four Sects and Seven Gates, his strategy was never meant to be purely defensive.

Defense alone would not secure the top position.

He intended to destroy them all.

"Kill!"

Mo Hua commanded with calm indifference.

This single word acted like a release valve, triggering the Ultimate Formation acquired from the Five Elements Sect:

Five Elements Source Formation, activate!

The armor and Taoist robes of the Taixu Gate disciples erupted in a dazzling, blinding five-colored glow.

The formation, tuned by Mo Hua’s Divine Sense, synchronized perfectly with the Blood Qi and Spiritual Power of the Taixu disciples.

Using his Divine Sense as the catalyst, he amplified the potency of the Five Elements.

The Taixu disciples felt their internal energy begin to boil.

A monumental surge of power washed over them, stimulating their meridians and scorching their Spiritual Power as if they had received divine intervention.

"Kill!"

In an instant, the battle intent of Taixu Gate soared, their murderous auras cresting like a rainbow.

The Tai'a Five Brothers served as the vanguard while Cheng Mo, Ouyang Xuan, and Situ Jian pushed forward to deliver the lethal blows.

Yang Qianjun and the others formed groups of Taoist Soldiers to provide support.

Linghu Xiao anchored the formation, channeling the Chongxu Sword True Art.

Following their predefined tactics, the group engaged the overwhelming force of the Four Sects and Seven Gates. The initial collision sounded like heavenly thunder meeting earthly fire, erupting in shockwaves of pure energy. Yet, this frontal confrontation lasted only a moment.

What happened next was even more staggering.

Despite their numerical advantage, the geniuses of the Four Sects and Seven Gates collapsed almost instantly under the weight of the Taixu Gate assault.

The Taixu disciples, bathed in the shimmering Five Elements Radiance, tore through the enemy's formation like a scythe through reeds.

The Tai'a Five Brothers, bolstered by the Five Elements power, felt their presence swell until they resembled Demon Gods. They swung their Giant Swords like the blades of hellish executioners; any combatant who was slightly careless met a swift end at their hands.

Linghu Xiao’s Taoist Robe flickered with a cold, crystalline intensity, resembling churning moonlight.

Mo Hua had carefully tailored these Five Elements Water Moon Source Robes after studying the Chongxu Sword True Art, enhancing Linghu Xiao’s ability to channel his techniques.

Customized to perfection, the robes amplified Linghu Xiao’s Sword Qi to an agonizing degree.

The full extent of the Chongxu Sword True Art was unleashed.

Under the sway of his blade, the Sword Qi moved with the ethereal grace of moonlight over water—unstoppable and relentless—cutting down more than twenty geniuses in a single breath and plunging the rest into terror.