Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2267 Chapter 1048: Assimilation (Part 2)

As the two groups clashed eyes, Qin Cangliu instinctively braced for a "fight to the death".

In usual scenarios, things would have unfolded just that way.

However, Mo Hua held back from striking.

Qin Cangliu swiftly detected something amiss.

Amid the crowd ahead, disciples weren't solely from Taixu Gate—others from different sects mingled in too...

"Sever Gold Sect?!"

Qin Cangliu's pupils shrank in shock.

Amid the over thirty Taixu Gate members, he spotted more than a dozen Sever Gold Sect disciples!

Like a mouse curled up in a cat's embrace?!

Qin Cangliu's mind plunged into instant turmoil.

With fury etched on his face, he demanded of Song Jian: "Has your Sever Gold Sect joined Taixu Gate?"

Song Jian found himself in no spot to reply freely, given his "subordinate" status now, so he naturally glanced at Mo Hua's face.

Song Jian turned his gaze to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua addressed Qin Cangliu: "Sword discussion is sword discussion. For the sect's gain, a clear winner must emerge. Yet here in this crisis-ridden Evil Formation, we righteous Dao sect disciples ought to shelve old feuds and unite to escape."

Mo Hua delivered his words with remarkable poise.

Qin Cangliu remained skeptical, though.

Born to a Taoist Court aristocratic clan where elders enforced the law, he grew up amid such influences, cultivating a rather somber disposition—folks often called him profoundly cunning.

Qin Cangliu admitted his own cunning ran deep.

But this fair-skinned Mo Hua, with rosy lips and keen eyes, outfoxed him in slyness.

Appearances deceive, as the saying goes, and Mo Hua embodied that perfectly.

Qin Cangliu knitted his brows tightly, staying mute.

When gentle persuasion failed, Mo Hua turned sharp-tongued, warning of "your weak formation leaving you blind here", "blind to perils staring you down", "lingering spells doom", "a truly gruesome end"...

Each phrase hammered anxiety into Qin Cangliu's chest.

He sensed Mo Hua's warnings rang true.

Yet his wary instincts halted rash choices. Mo Hua's treachery loomed largest—he feared this "black-hearted" schemer might doom his Gui Water Sect comrades as mere bait.

They'd perish cluelessly if so.

The Sword Discussion Conference proved it; countless exploded under Mo Hua's hand, utterly bewildered.

Mo Hua's reputation in these exploits stood "infamous".

Lessons from before demand heed.

Still, Qin Cangliu knew full well that Formation Leader Mo Hua's array mastery defied comprehension. Trailing him offered their faint shot at living.

As Qin Cangliu wavered in dilemma, Wang Chen drew near, coaxing gently:

"Sever Gold Sect trails Mo Hua too, not just us. Harm from him wouldn't hit solely our Gui Water Sect."

"Taixu Gate holds the upper hand now—if we provoke Mo Hua into striking, we can't possibly resist..."

Qin Cangliu furrowed his brow.

Grasping the worries, Wang Chen continued, "Wise ones bend to the era. If speaking troubles you, allow me to bargain with Young Master Mo."

Qin Cangliu showed mild astonishment and nodded gradually.

Wang Chen advanced then, positioned himself before Mo Hua, feigning unfamiliarity while striving to secure some "rights" for the Gui Water

Sect.

Though Mo Hua carried himself arrogantly, he consented with a nod.

Wang Chen bowed deferentially to Mo Hua, returned, and passed on Mo Hua's "assurances" to Qin Cangliu:

No deceit toward the Gui Water Sect.

No intentional dooming of Gui Water Sect disciples.

No initiating attacks on Gui Water Sect disciples.

No array strikes aimed at Gui Water Sect disciples.

"Young Master Qin, let's consent temporarily and adapt as events unfold," Wang Chen suggested.

Qin Cangliu appeared taken aback.

He'd long viewed Wang Chen as a slippery turncoat of dubious integrity, yet seeing him boldly haggle with this "little villain" Mo Hua for Gui Water Sect's sake shifted his opinion entirely.

Qin Cangliu found himself respecting Wang Chen more and

nodded, declaring:

"Alright."

And so, Gui Water Sect got temporarily "absorbed" under Mo Hua.

Mo Hua restated the three-point pact, bestowed a protective Divine Formation, as Gui Water Sect supplied formation media

and Spiritual Ink.

Mo Hua's group swelled larger.

The team pressed on exploring, aiding stray Heavenly Pride Disciples en route, inviting joins from the willing.

Most rescued sect disciples shunned lingering with their dread "archenemy" Mo Hua, despite his saves. But Sever Gold Sect and Gui Water Sect followers, led by figures like Song Jian and Qin Cangliu, always opted to "yield" to Mo Hua upon meeting their kin.

Capture the ringleader to cow the pack—that's the principle. Subduing top Heavenly Prides first rallied the rest behind.

Mo Hua nodded approvingly, validating his hunches while gleaning

deeper understanding.

Forward they went, exiting the barren woods into a Blood Swamp, clashing with Vajra Sect's Shi Tiangang.

Blood Swamp brimmed with murky water and sludge.

Yet the water ran red with blood, the sludge fleshy gore, stinking of decay and birthing hordes of Evil Spirits.

Overhead in the Blood Swamp, countless leech-like fiends swarmed like crimson downpour, densely blotting skies and chilling scalps.

Vajra Sect's misfortune placed them by the Blood Swamp.

Invisible Evil Spirits preyed unseen; reckless wandering left most disciples'

Sea of Consciousness infiltrated by Evil Spirits, all unbeknownst to them.