Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2283 Chapter 1053: Great Wilderness Order (Part 3)

He had no choice except to dispatch it haphazardly to a group chat.

Should it land with the wrong individual, Mr. Tu's henchmen could detect it instantly, dooming the scheme to failure.

What should he do...

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed sharply, and abruptly, an idea struck him.

"Let's give it a shot..."

Right now, it boiled down to gambling on luck and a dash of "tacit understanding."

Through the Thunder Magnetism puppet, Mo Hua controlled the magnetic patterns, feeding instructions into the Great Wilderness Order to craft the message: "Gu Changhuai has committed numerous evil deeds and is a great concern to my master."

"Kill Venerable Fire Buddha, destroy the Bi Mountain Holy Hall, slay Shui Yanluo, blow up the Rouge Boat, wreak havoc at the Dragon King Temple, his evil deeds are countless and deserve to be executed."

"Now that the Large Formation is complete, followers, heed the order, spare no cost to kill Gu Changhuai, no mistakes allowed!"

In moments such as these, both factions were undoubtedly plotting mutual destruction.

To eliminate foes, one targets the "paramount danger" first.

And Uncle Gu had clearly topped the Evil God's "must-eliminate" roster.

This dispatch, buried amid chaotic data, wouldn't raise eyebrows even if spotted.

Once Mo Hua completed the text, he hit "group send" without delay.

Countless minions of the Evil God—monster cultivators, evil cultivators, and demon cultivators—received this alert.

Some wicked demon cultivators had prior directives to assassinate Gu Changhuai, so this update felt routine.

Besides, most demon cultivators, savage and craving bloodshed, skimmed it indifferently.

After all, slaughter was their thrill; the victim's identity, Gu Changhuai or otherwise, meant nothing.

Though they dismissed the notice, certain parties could not.

Beyond Yanluo Mountain, within one encampment.

Taoist Court officials clustered together, staring at the distant blood-red barrier and the terrifying Large Formation, their hearts gripped by worry.

The elite Heavenly Pride disciples from Qianxue's Four Sects and Eight Gates—totaling twelve lineages—remained ensnared inside the Large Formation.

These prodigies linked to Qianxue's mighty clans turned the crisis into a monumental affair.

Rescuing them would let the Taoist Court offer some justification.

Yet failure, with all Heavenly Prides perishing within, would unleash a catastrophic uproar.

This blame would inevitably crash upon the Taoist Court.

Should factions demand reckoning, these officials faced demotion or worse.

Furthermore, numerous Taoist Court figures hailed from noble houses.

Among the trapped Heavenly Prides lurked their own kin or nephews, bearers of lineage hopes and legacies, teetering on death's edge—how could they stay calm?

Yet the Evil Path Great Formation loomed with unfathomable might and strangeness.

Despite days of assaults by Taoist Court and allied sects, no weakness emerged; instead, lives were squandered.

Yanluo Mountain's crimson Large Formation resembled a voracious "bloodthirsty behemoth," entrenched amid peaks, devouring lives, guzzling blood Qi, swelling in power, denying any assault chance.

Inside the Large Formation, all intelligence stayed utterly severed.

The fate of those sect Heavenly Prides—alive or slain—remained unknown.

"Death" wasn't even the direst fate.

Corruption by evil Qi, descent into Demon Path, would disgrace kin and sect; their genius could fuel Demon Path ambitions, birthing a merciless, notorious fiend...

No soul desired such horror.

A massive boulder crushed the officials' chests, stifling breath.

They could only race against time, pouring resources into the impending offensive.

Clinging to hope that relentless barrages might crack the Large Formation.

Mid-discussion among officials, a strategy aide sidled to Gu Changhuai, passing a crude, blank token while whispering:

"Supervisor Gu, stay vigilant—someone's gunning for your life..."

Gu Changhuai's brow furrowed, "Who?"

The strategy aide gestured to the token, "Check it yourself..."

Gu Changhuai accepted the token, scanned it casually, and shrugged it off.

As Taoist Court Supervisor, his duties bred enemies—endless arrests and slayings drew wrath from monster and evil cultivators alike.

These past days brimmed with such threats.

Gu Changhuai returned the token, directing, "Watch these tokens closely, alert me at once for odd messages." Mingling with Mo Hua had attuned Gu Changhuai to "Letter Tokens," Mo Hua's influence at work.

With Mo Hua now lost in the Large Formation, fate uncertain, Gu Changhuai masked his inner turmoil.

Recalling Mo Hua's cunning and array mastery, especially in Yuan Magnetic Communication, he speculated messages might slip via Letter Tokens; thus, he gathered every capturable transmission relic, mandating vigilant oversight for anomalies reported straight to him.

Regrettably, no word from Mo Hua had surfaced yet.

Fresh appointees, even central Taoist Court envoys, deemed Gu Changhuai's hopes "wishful fantasies."

Sealed in Evil Path Great Formation, isolated utterly—how could a mere Foundation Establishment youth relay signals? Still, Gu Changhuai refused surrender, fixated on Mo Hua.

The aide bowed faintly, poised to depart.

As he pivoted, inspiration flared; Gu Changhuai blurted in astonishment, "Hold on."

The aide blinked in confusion, "Supervisor Gu..."

Gu Changhuai urged, "Hand me that token once more."

The aide offered it back with deference.

Gu Changhuai seized the token, poring over every syllable, then inhaled sharply in epiphany, murmuring:

"Mo Hua..."

Nearby battle-prep officials shot surprised glances at Gu Changhuai.

The refined Xia Canonical Official queried, "What's wrong?"

Gu Changhuai, dazed yet convinced, answered, "This message... came from Mo Hua."

Shock rippled across faces.

Xia Canonical Official peeked at the token's script, seeing nothing amiss, and creased his brow, "You certain?"

Gu Changhuai affirmed with a nod.

To kill Venerable Fire Buddha, destroy the Bi Mountain Holy Hall, kill the Water Yama, blow up the Rouge Boat, wreak havoc at the Dragon King Temple...

Superficially, these tied to Gu Changhuai.

Digging deeper, most traced to Mo Hua's hand—like the "Fire Buddha slaying"; Gu Changhuai knew public tales twisted truth; Mo Hua had truly impaled Fire Buddha's core with an icy fireball incantation.

Thus, Mo Hua stood as Fire Buddha's true executioner.

As for "blowing up the Rouge Boat."

The vessel's ruin stemmed from formations—Mo Hua's craft...

These secrets lingered known solely to intimate witnesses.

Grasping every nuance? Just two souls.

One: himself, the scapegoat Taoist Court overseer.

The other: Mo Hua, the hidden architect.

Hence, this urgent "kill him" decree could only hail from Mo Hua.