Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2257 Chapter 1045: Sudden Upheaval

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Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
Elder Master Xun successfully shields Mo Hua by claiming his sword technique is an officially registered, non-forbidden martial art rather than the feared Divine Thought forbidden skill. While the surrounding ancestors remain wary of Xun's calculated foresight, the battle concludes with Mo Hua standing as the sole victor over five elite prodigies. However, as the dust settles, a disturbing purple-black substance begins to leak from the defeated opponents, revealing a dark, defiled power that shocks the watching ancestors and exposes a hidden, sinister scheme behind the tournament.

Deep desires lurk within the human heart.

From these desires, the corruption of profound evil emerges, incubating deep in the Sea of Consciousness, fusing perfectly with heart and mind, much like a poppy in full bloom, relentlessly expanding. Shielded by the Divine Lord's Divine Skills, it evades detection, even hiding from the Heaven Void.

Everything had been perfectly concealed…

If not for that cursed youth Mo Hua of Taixu Gate, who forged Divine Thought into a sword and sliced open the Sea of Consciousness in one strike, these poisonous desires would never have surfaced for these ancestors to witness.

"That wretched kid deserves a thousand deaths!"

Elder Shen gnashed his teeth at once, "The truth is out, we can't delay further…"

His right hand, concealed in his sleeve, abruptly paled, morphing into a demonic claw that viciously snapped his own left arm, ripping through skin and muscle to pull out a piece of White Bone from the bloody carnage.

Elder Shen chanted a dark incantation.

Faint red light shimmered on the White Bone, as though Formation Patterns were igniting.

But the next moment, a sword light slashed down abruptly, chopping off Elder Shen's right arm in a spray of blood, halting his chant midway.

Elder Shen endured a backlash, coughing up blood, and turned to see Elder Shen from Qian Taoist Sect in the Feather Transformation Realm, sword aimed straight at him.

Around him, Formation Arts Elders from Qian Taoist Sect had erected a Formation, sealing every direction.

Multiple Feather Transformation Realm Sword Cultivation Elders from the Shen Family also had their swords trained on Elder Shen, surrounding him tightly.

Elder Shen spoke coldly, "We've fully probed the Solitary Mountain City incident in my Shen Family and found your tracks, Elder Shen."

"Acting on the Old Ancestor's command, I've been watching you closely. Don't act rashly; I can spare your life to face the Old Ancestor's interrogation."

"Any wild move, and ten thousand swords will carve you apart right here. Think carefully."

Elder Shen bared a bloody grin, his tongue writhing.

"Seeking death!"

Elder Shen's eyes flashed sharply, thrusting his sword forward in a burst of cold gleam; the tip pierced Elder Shen's tongue and burst out the back of his skull, venomous blood dripping from the blade to eat away at the ground.

Even then, Elder Shen's tongue continued to twist, producing strange, archaic sounds.

Elder Shen's pupils contracted; he swiftly commanded:

"Unite your strength! Erase him utterly!"

The encircling Qian Taoist Sect elders held nothing back, unleashing sword techniques and Dao skills together to slay Elder Shen on the spot.

Bathed in blood with a longsword through his tongue, Elder Shen flashed a malevolent smile, his tongue still stirring to form two words.

These words were muffled yet reverberated hauntingly in everyone's hearts:

"Too late…"

The White Bone from Elder Shen's severed left arm fractured suddenly, red light blazing as Formation Patterns fused into the void, acting like a "key" linking to the Large Formation.

A blue gleam flickered, and Elder Shen vanished instantly.

The lethal strikes from Qian Taoist Sect elders hit nothing but air, unable to destroy Elder Shen.

Elder Shen burned with fury but felt helpless.

Yet as Elder Shen tried to teleport away via the fifth-grade Large Formation,

Atop the Sword Observation Tower, the Shen Family Old Ancestor's face hardened; with a wave, Sword Qi vanished into the void, reemerging above Mount of Tao to cleave space and bisect Elder Shen—who was fleeing but not fully gone—in two.

Elder Shen's escape art was brutally interrupted.

His bisected body twisted horrifically amid spatial rifts and chaos, turning into a mangled, bloody horror.

Still, Elder Shen clung to unlife.

His separated flesh pulsed with vitality, squirming to reunite and flee onward.

In Dongxu Hall, the one-eyed Old Ancestor bellowed instantly:

"Filthy beast!"

He clenched his hand; the void quaked as a massive Bronze hand formed around Elder Shen.

It crushed down, shattering space and pulverizing Elder Shen's flesh into oblivion—bones snapping, gore exploding, even the foul blood vaporized by Void Power.

The Feather Transformation Realm "Elder Shen" perished completely, leaving no trace, not a drop of blood behind.

But after annihilating Elder Shen, the one-eyed Old Ancestor showed no relief.

It didn't feel like slaying a foe, more like squashing a vile worm.

And right as Elder Shen's flesh fully dissolved,

A thunderous "buzz" echoed across heaven and earth.

This was Spirit Roar.

Born from a Large Formation's activation, as countless Spirit Stones burned into raging Spiritual Power surges, like ocean tempests.

The fifth-grade Mount of Tao Large Formation had roared back to life.

This Spirit Roar boomed massively, as intense as ever, rattling souls to signal full-powered operation.

The heavens lit up again, blanketing the world.

Vast Void Power swirled overhead, majestic and terrifying.

Yet this glow differed from prior activations.

The Formation merely flowed, devoid of killing aura.

Onlookers among the cultivators stared in bewilderment at this mystery.

While countless Heaven Void Ancestors' faces twisted in dread, foreseeing disaster.

Before, the Formation ran to resist Heaven Void Dharma Phase clashes, safeguarding sword discussion disciples—chiefly Taixu Gate's prodigy Mo Hua.

And to spare Mount of Tao spectators from the dread Spirit Tide of such battles.

Though shielding Mo Hua irked these ancestors, it followed the Formation's standard protocol; they had no grounds to protest.