Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2262 Chapter 1046: Blood Sacrifice of the Wild Heaven (Part 3)

Now it appears that this White Bone Stele probably serves as one of the formation media for the Evil Path Great Formation, drawing in the flesh, resentment, and evil qi from deceased cultivators, refining them into malevolent power, and directing it into the earth veins to fuel the Large Formation.

This is no trivial accomplishment.

The architect behind this formation must harbor bizarre ideas, unique concepts, remarkable techniques, and profound insight into formations.

This individual might well be Mr. Tu.

Yet Mo Hua vaguely senses that even Mr. Tu might not possess such profound mastery...

Or maybe Mr. Tu by himself couldn't possibly erect such an astonishing Evil Path Great Formation.

During the siege on the Demon Sect, when Mo Hua first laid eyes on the White Bone Formation Stele at Yanluo Mountain, he had a faint inkling that it connected to a deeply terrifying Evil Path Formation.

But back then, he was only guessing without proof, and with scant knowledge of evil formations, he couldn't probe further.

He never imagined it would truly be an Evil Path Great Formation.

And in an instant, he ended up ensnared within it.

"Junior Brother, what do we do now?" Cheng Mo asked softly.

The rest all turned their gazes toward Mo Hua.

They could handle combat and hacking away just fine, but scheming amid peril, grasping opportunities while dodging disasters, or unraveling formations to escape—that was far beyond them.

Especially inside a massive Evil Formation.

Mo Hua thought for a bit, scanned the surroundings, then inquired, "Where are the others?"

The Taixu Gate disciples who qualified for the Earth Grade Sword Discussion should total around thirty.

Yet right now, barely over ten remained by his side.

Even Tai'a's five brothers, who acted as his "meat shields" for protection, had vanished.

Situ Jian and the others shook their heads. "We tumbled off Xuantian Peak and scattered everywhere. Just a dozen of us ended up close by. We searched until we found you, Junior Brother, and stayed put waiting for you to awaken..."

They couldn't relax without Mo Hua conscious.

The area felt alien and ominous; lacking Mo Hua's guidance, they refused to venture rashly.

Mo Hua nodded. "Let's scout the nearby region first, assess the surroundings, and search for the others."

"Okay."

"Yes, Junior Brother."

Everyone agreed together.

Mo Hua took the lead, Linghu Xiao covered the rear, while Cheng Mo and the rest shielded Mo Hua, arrayed in formation as they warily started to probe the terrain.

After circling the area once, noting the environment and feeling out the formation's aura, Mo Hua mentally outlined the array's key nodes. Drawing on his Large Formation expertise, he pieced together their predicament.

This was undoubtedly an Evil Path Great Formation.

Furthermore, their location sat near the formation's heart, within a vast and intricate Evil Path Compound Formation.

This zone stretched broadly and stood utterly sealed off.

Within the array, evil power surged, igniting hatred, greed, envy, and other dark impulses inside them.

A faint blood mist hung everywhere, laced with toxic miasma.

In that blood mist drifted sinister evil spirits, like blood leeches invisible to typical cultivators.

As Mo Hua guided the Taixu Gate group a few steps ahead, his face suddenly grew tense; he warned:

"Be careful!"

They froze instantly, faces alert.

The air turned ghostly and oppressive.

A few breaths passed, then a savage silhouette erupted from nearby bushes amid a rancid wind, bellowing as it charged at Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo, on high alert, dodged aside, swung his axe in a reverse grip, cleaved the attacker's shoulder, sent him sprawling, then advanced to hold him down.

Situ Jian and the others surged up, stabbing swords and blades into his limbs to restrain him.

Only then did Mo Hua approach.

Cheng Mo and the rest rolled the assailant over, letting Mo Hua examine his features.

The face was unknown to Mo Hua, but clad in a Carefree Sect Taoist Robe, he had to be one of their disciples.

At this moment, though, the Carefree Sect disciple's eyes blazed blood-red with killing intent, snarling like a wild beast nonstop, his mouth stuffed with blood and meat shreds, emitting guttural, senseless noises.

The sight turned everyone's stomachs.

Situ Jian furrowed his brow. "Junior Brother, this..."

Mo Hua sighed. "The evil spirit has overrun his mind, devouring his consciousness."

Situ Jian and others shivered inwardly.

"Then..."

"Kill him," Mo Hua stated calmly.

Cheng Mo and the rest went quiet, wavering.

In the Sword Discussion Conference, their clashes were intense but just "sword discussions" with no true fatalities.

Now, things had changed; at Yanluo Mountain, beyond Dao Mountain's Large Formation safeguard, death meant permanent end.

Though from rival sects, they all hailed from the Qian Learning State Boundary as fellow disciples without mortal grudges—how could they bring themselves to slay?

Mo Hua let out a slow sigh; he felt reluctant too.

But this disciple held no chance of recovery.

His Divine Sense was wholly consumed by the evil spirit, erasing any remnant of awareness.

From the flesh bits on his teeth and nails, it was clear that after evil spirit corruption, he had assaulted and even devoured other sect disciples like a fiend.

In this state, salvation was impossible.

And sparing him meant he'd roam as a undead killer, spreading the "evil spirit" taint, sparking an even greater slaughter...

"He's already 'dead.' Leave him be, and he'll slay more," Mo Hua murmured gently. "Or rather, he's become a 'demon' now."

Slaying demons falls to the Righteous Dao's sacred duty.

Even if this "demon" once shared their Righteous Dao path.

Cheng Mo and others felt a cold shudder but steeled their resolve and nodded.

This demon-possessed Carefree Sect disciple was then sliced apart from afar with Sword Qi by Linghu Xiao and the group.

Upon dying, his body dissolved into the ground, while his resentment and evil qi morphed into unseen energy that fused with the heavens, feeding the Evil Path Great Formation and nurturing a enigmatic "embryo" deep in the array.

Mo Hua observed the entire grim scene, powerless to intervene.

Such were the merciless laws of the Evil Path Great Formation.

They compelled mutual slaughter—or perish yourself.

Killer or killed, all fed the evil array, offered up to its sinister embryo.

Mo Hua's brow creased faintly.

He grasped that events had veered from his blueprint.

His initial scheme involved channeling Divine Thought into a sword, felling Shen Linsu and his cohort in one blow, abruptly ending the Heaven Grade Sword Discussion.

The Four Great Sects' foundations loomed too vast; they would band together against Taixu Gate.

Taixu Gate stood no chance solo against those Four Great Sects.

A Heaven Grade Sword Discussion would bar Taixu Gate from claiming top spot over the Four Great Sects.

Mo Hua had divined this chain of cause and effect repeatedly, always foreseeing Taixu Gate's defeat.

No path to triumph existed.

Faced with inevitable loss, Mo Hua chose to quit the game.

One swift stroke to dismantle the Heaven Grade Sword Discussion.

Thus, securing Earth Grade first for Taixu Gate would crown them overall Sword Discussion champions.

Manifesting Divine Thought as sword to shatter the unique Eternal Life Rune was bound to invoke the Heaven Void Dharma Phase.

Master Junior Brother and Master Junior Sister had shown him this very outcome firsthand.

And invoking the Heaven Void Dharma Phase spelled certain death for him.

The Fifth Grade Dao Mountain Large Formation would surely activate to save him, clashing against the Heaven Void Dharma Phase.

Such a Void Realm clash unleashed immense might and devastation, poised to derail any further Heaven Grade Sword Discussion.

At first, all unfolded per Mo Hua's design, yet he hadn't foreseen hidden schemes at play.

His decisive strike ended the Heaven Grade Sword Discussion but unleashed unexpected chaos.

Now, every Heavenly Pride Disciple languished trapped in this Evil Path Great Formation, thrust into fresh life-or-death carnage.

This was a brutal ordeal where evil arrays imprisoned, dark urges tempted, evil spirits infested, Taoist Hearts crumbled—forcing old allies from sister sects into fatal clashes, a rawer, fiercer, blood-soaked frenzy and slaughter.

Perhaps this bloodbath amid the Evil Path Great Formation marked the Sword Discussion Conference's truest, supreme "Heaven" Grade Sword Discussion.

A hellish "battle royale."