Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2256 - 1044: Forbidden Sword Skill (3)

"Regarding this issue, the Taixu Gate owes everyone an explanation..."

Elder Master Xun remained mute for a brief interval before letting out a helpless sigh. "This matter is a protected secret of the Taixu Gate; it was never intended for external ears. However, since you have pressed the issue, I shall no longer conceal the truth."

He continued with a stern expression, "Although the Taixu Gate strictly prohibits the practice of Divine Thought into sword True Jue, we had no desire to witness the total extinction of our Sword Dao lineage. Consequently, the Sect's leadership has dedicated years to developing a more balanced, impartial method for manifesting sword intent."

"What Mo Hua has mastered is this newly refined technique, officially titled the Taixu Shocking God Sword Intent Manual."

"It serves as a legitimate orthordox sword intent method. It is neither a forbidden technique, nor does it rely on the prohibited Divine Thought into sword practice that irreparably damages the Divine Soul..."

Elder Master Xun explained with deliberate care.

The gathered Heaven Void Ancestors instantly inhaled sharply, shock rippling through them. They privately wondered how an elder of such status could brazenly spin such an elaborate lie before so many witnesses.

Could the name and heritage of a secret sword technique simply be invented on the spot?

Did he honestly believe such a fabrication would be accepted without scrutiny?

Who exactly did he think he was fooling?

Observing the widespread skepticism, Elder Master Xun calmly retrieved a Jade Slip.

"I have recorded every aspect of this technique—the name, core essence, fragments of its cultivation lineage, the method for condensing sword intent, and the postures required for its manifestation—within this Jade Slip. I submitted it to the Qianxue Court Tribunal quite some time ago."

"Furthermore, the Taixu Gate formally registered this information with the Mount of Tao administration prior to the commencement of the Sword Discussion Conference."

"These records serve as undeniable proof that the method Mo Hua employed was not the forbidden Divine Thought into sword True Jue, but purely our independent Taixu Shocking God Sword Intent Manual..."

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Upon hearing these declarations, the present Heaven Void Ancestors felt a chilling unease, silently acknowledging the gravity of the situation.

This newly developed technique was something no one had previously bothered to investigate, nor had it caught the wandering eyes of these powerful ancestors.

Given that the Taixu Gate was never particularly renowned for proficiency in sword arts, it was hardly a priority for others to monitor.

Yet, none had expected the Taixu Gate to weave such a "valid" reality from mere administrative formalities.

A legitimate claim carries weight, and the crowd felt the temperature in the room drop.

Could Ancestor Xun have anticipated these developments, orchestrating this strategy from the very beginning?

Was Mo Hua, the famed Formation leader of the Taixu Gate, merely a piece on his chessboard?

Was this entire struggle a part of Elder Master Xun’s meticulously crafted scheme?

The ancestors cast wary, furrowed gazes upon him, feeling deep apprehension toward this seemingly unremarkable elder who had proven to be far more profound and unfathomable than they ever suspected.

Silence descended upon the group.

Elder Master Xun let out a subtle, bitter sigh, privately acknowledging the irony.

Only he truly knew that this "unfathomable" reputation was merely a result of his efforts to clean up the disasters caused by Mo Hua.

He could neither predict nor command whatever whim Mo Hua decided to pursue next.

If he had known that Mo Hua could create such a shocking "surprise" during the Sword Discussion Conference, he might have suffered a heart attack right then and there.

Had it not been for his naturally cautious personality and habitual tendency toward meticulous planning, he surely would have crumbled under the weight of such an immense accusation.

Nevertheless, for the moment, the chaos had been managed.

While this issue was significant enough that other sects and aristocratic families would eventually retaliate, that was a struggle for another day.

The current objective was purely tactical: proceed one step at a time. As a Heaven Void Ancestor, this was the absolute extent of the protection he could provide for now.

Once he could return Mo Hua safely to Taixu Mountain, hiding him within the Back Hill Forbidden Area and sealing the gate to cut off all outside influence, the boy would be secure. Whatever else followed would be manageable.

He was prepared to be shameless, to dodge blame, or to deflect responsibility entirely.

So long as he could pay enough Spirit Stones or suffer a few minor setbacks, nothing else truly mattered.

Mo Hua had to remain safe.

Settling his racing heart, Elder Master Xun stared unblinkingly at the floating projection, prepared to immediately shatter the void and retrieve the boy the moment the Formation parted.

He had to prevent any of these ancient, undead monsters from seeing Mo Hua and succumbing to the jealous, lethal impulses that often plague those of his rank.

Like him, many other Heaven Void Ancestors remained fixated on the phantom imagery.

A battle involving Dharma Forms had erupted deep within the Asura Battlefield. To prevent the unstable Spirit Tide from spilling out and slaughtering the innocent, the Mount of Tao’s Large Formation had automatically sealed off a major sector of the Asura Grounds while isolating the five Heaven Void Dharma Phases.

One had to wait until the Dharma Phases faded and the turbulent Spirit Tide settled before the Formation could safely unseal, allowing a clear view of Mo Hua’s condition.

Finally, the golden light faded, and the violent surge of energy dissipated entirely.

As the power of the Large Formation ebbed away, the aftermath was revealed to all.

The landscape was leveled; mountains, valleys, and riverbeds had been reduced to a barren, flat, and sandy wasteland, utterly eroded by the ferocious Spirit Tide.

Amidst the desolation stood a few figures.

Mo Hua remained, his complexion pale but his expression strikingly composed.

Nearby lay five individuals, including Shen Linsu; their vitals were weak, their status—whether living or dead—was not immediately apparent.

Of course, they were not dead.

Though their Heaven Void Dharma Phases had been destroyed, the remaining influence of the Eternal Life Runes inscribed on their foreheads was still sustaining a fragile spark of life.

While the ancestors had expected this outcome, the visual reality still shook them to the core.

Five versus one.

Mo Hua, with nothing more than his sword, had single-handedly "defeated" the five most formidable young geniuses of the Qian Learning State Boundary.

Even more staggering, four of them hailed from bloodlines already at the Peak of Foundation Establishment.

It was a feat unprecedented in the history of the Sword Discussion Conference.

Such an event had never occurred, and it was unlikely to ever happen again.

The boy was truly a monster among monsters.

As the ancestors marveled, several began suppressing a sudden, violent urge to exterminate him.

Elder Master Xun remained on high alert, his gaze sharp, watching for any sign that an ancestor might attempt a move that would endanger Mo Hua.

Just as his focus sharpened on the boy, he suddenly stiffened in alarm.

It was not just him; many other Heaven Void entities present had sensed an unnatural shift.

The anomaly did not involve Mo Hua, but rather Shen Linsu and the other defeated four.

Within the Asura Grounds, they remained prone, faces as pale as ghosts, the golden glow of the long-life runes still faintly shimmering on their brows.

However, that golden radiance was slowly changing hue.

A dark, purplish-black substance, tinged with a bloody, foul corruption, began to seep from their bodies like putrid discharge.

It was as if Mo Hua had fractured their Seas of Consciousness, allowing this vile, defiled essence to leak forth.

This "pus" of the Divine Thought, while disgusting, possessed a rank of power that was exceedingly high.

Of those present, only the Heaven Void Ancestors were truly capable of perceiving this base, pure, and decadent energy.

They watched, horrified, as it spread across the ground like poppy flowers blooming from the fertilizer of evil intent.

At that realization, the expressions of every Heaven Void Ancestor shifted violently.

The Sword Dao Ancestors were particularly severe, their eyes shimmering with a sharp, terrifying intent.

...

High above on the viewing stands, within the grand platform of the Qian Taoist Sect, a gentle, refined middle-aged elder’s face twisted into a mask of pure fury as he cursed, "That blasted brat! He has ruined my grand design!"