Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2248 Chapter 1042: Collapse!

Mo Hua let out a soft, almost imperceptible command: "Explode."

In that heartbeat, every formation buried within the valley seemed to respond to its creator's summons, trembling violently as they erupted into a blinding, piercing display of radiance.

These were no ordinary arrays; they were traps primed for detonation.

From the very start of the sword discussion, Mo Hua had labored tirelessly, layering formation upon formation across the landscape until they formed a lethal mosaic.

A flickering, inverted light source began to pulse.

It was the half-step Reversed Spirit Formation that Mo Hua had carefully concealed beneath the earth.

Much like a spark touching gunpowder, this formation ignited every other array throughout the valley, setting off a chain reaction.

A single current of Qi began to invert, shredding the Five Elements Spiritual Power and transmuting it into the destructive black energy of total collapse.

This wave of annihilation acted like a plague. It surged along the intricate paths Mo Hua had mapped out with the speed of a howling gale, sweeping across the valley grounds as black "poppy" flowers bloomed in an apocalyptic succession.

Patch by patch, formation by formation, the landscape buckled. The combined structural failures morphed into an overwhelming power, triggering a massive, violent collapse that shattered the very foundation of the mountain.

Above the Fang Tianhua Shadow, the swirling currents of reversed spiritual power coalesced into an ominous, dark bloom.

The entirety of the Mount of Tao shuddered.

The atmosphere was plunged into an abyssal darkness.

Yet, there was an unnatural silence, as if this cataclysm of collapse had consumed even the very vibrations of sound itself...

Witnessing cultivators nearby were struck dumb, their faces etched with raw terror.

Even those who had reached the Golden Core stage felt a chill of dread seize them.

This was a spectacle rarely seen by anyone—a catastrophic reversal of Qi, a total dissolution of arrays, and the utter annihilation of all things. Even the leaders of the great Sects sat in stunned silence. In the Sword Observation Tower, high-ranking nobles, previously relaxed with their tea, surged to their feet, staring through the windows in complete disbelief. Within the Dongxu Hall, the scene was no different.

The usually immovable Heaven Void Ancestors, who had been settled in deep meditation, were forced to open their eyes, transfixed by the terrifying shadow of black collapse falling upon the battlefield.

A profound sense of shock rippled through the hearts of those stoic elders.

Finally, every gaze in the assembly turned simultaneously toward Elder Master Xun of the Taixu Gate.

Those looks were a cocktail of confusion, suspicion, awe, and biting coldness. Elder Master Xun felt an immense weight bearing down on him, a shiver running straight down his spine.

His hand, tucked away in his sleeve, shook almost imperceptibly.

Even he was shaken to his core by the sight before him.

Only now did he truly believe the tall tales he had previously heard—stories of Mo Hua rigging large-scale formations, detonating them, and obliterating Great Demons back home—might have been the absolute truth all along.

However, under the heavy, wordless scrutiny of so many Heaven Void Ancestors, it was impossible for Elder Master Xun to betray his inner panic.

He chose to project utter indifference, feigning calm as he took a slow sip of his tea.

As if this world-shattering event were merely a minor distraction.

He acted as if they hadn't even witnessed the real display of power, implying that such a trifle hardly deserved a reaction...

...

With the Fang Tianhua Shadow engulfed in that abyss of reversed blackness, the collapse continued.

For a long, lingering moment, the world stood paralyzed in silence.

Slowly, the crushing pressure in the chests of the onlookers began to dissipate.

The cultivators emerged from their trance, one by one.

Those who had been so shocked they had forgotten to draw breath finally inhaled deeply, murmuring to one another:

"What... what was that?"

"A formation detonation?"

"Was this truly the handiwork of Mo Hua?"

"Are we saying that Mo Hua utilized mere array setups to trigger an explosion of this magnitude? He wiped out the Qianxue Four Talents and over fifty prodigal sons from the Four Great Sects and Seven Great Gates in a single strike?!"

"He blew them all to pieces?!"

"Is such a feat even possible for a mortal?"

"It defies all common sense... it is truly hair-raising."

The sound of frantic, sharp intakes of breath filled the arena.

Someone knitted their brows, shouting, "What kind of formation did he use? How could its power be so overwhelming?"

The question was far too advanced for the average person.

Many cultivators could only trade bewildered looks.

Even within the Ten Thousand Formations Sect, the majority of disciples and Elders looked on with furrowed brows.

Only a select group of seasoned, scholarly Elders spoke in hushed, disbelieving tones:

"This is the reversal of spiritual power... it is a Reversed Spirit Formation."

"A Reversed Spirit Formation?"

"It is a Second Grade Twenty Patterns... an Ultimate Formation."

Upon hearing this confirmation, the entire hall was rocked by a wave of astonishment. The Elders' countenances shifted violently as their voices trembled:

"Twenty Patterns?!"

"Has Mo Hua managed to condense his divine sense into a core?"

"What are you talking about?" An elderly man with snowy white hair shook his head. "He is at the Foundation Establishment stage; how could his divine sense possibly form a core?"

"Then how..."

"It is not a full-scale Reversed Spirit Formation," the white-haired elder noted, his brows locked in concentration. "Perhaps you have forgotten, but the winning design at the last Formation Competition was a half-step Reversed Spirit Formation, surpassing the Second Grade Nineteen Patterns and incorporating spiritual power reversal..."

"If I am correct, Mo Hua studied and mastered that design back then, internalizing it completely..."

"So he brought the knowledge from the Formation Competition and turned it into his weapon here at the Sword Discussion Conference. In a sense, it is a perfect manifestation of cause and effect..."

The surrounding Elders nodded in somber agreement.

After the explanation, the white-haired elder could not help but sigh.

Whether it was the feat of mastering a half-step Reversed Spirit Formation beyond nineteen patterns, or the execution of using it to trigger a collapse that annihilated fifty of Qianxue's finest talents, both were breathtaking.

He had spent a lifetime teaching, witnessing countless geniuses of the path of formations, and attending a myriad of Mount of Tao conferences. He had seen many become great Formation Leaders, but never one like this.