Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2284 Chapter 1054: The Great Battle

Even after years of close teamwork that forged a deep mutual accord, Gu Changhuai sensed strongly that Mo Hua must be the sender of this message. Yet, considering the dire circumstances, thorough confirmation remained essential.

"Are you... Mo Hua?"

The moment these words materialized in ink patterns, Gu Changhuai swiftly erased them.

Such a direct question was far too blunt.

Should the sender not be Mo Hua, it might alert the Evil Demon.

And if it truly was Mo Hua, exposing his location could place him in grave peril.

After a moment's reflection, Gu Changhuai inquired via the letter token:

"Did you kill the Fire Buddha?"

Within the Blood Sacrifice Hall, Mo Hua had dispatched messages to everyone and lingered in anticipation before this query arrived abruptly. His eyes sparkled instantly as he responded:

"Yes!"

"Fireball! Through the chest!"

The Fire Buddha fell victim to an unexpected vulnerability, slain by the Meteor Fire Forbidden Art piercing straight through his chest.

Only he and Uncle Gu understood the significance of those exact words.

Upon reading them, Gu Changhuai's face broke into joy, as though a massive burden had been lifted from his heart, allowing his breathing to ease greatly.

Thank heavens Mo Hua lived on...

His ability to respond showed the crisis hadn't reached its worst.

Gu Changhuai now firmly believed it was Mo Hua on the other end, even without grasping the method.

Yet Mo Hua harbored doubts about whether Uncle Gu was truly the recipient.

After pondering, he decided verification was crucial too, firing back:

"Who was your last matchmaking partner?"

Gu Changhuai, freshly relieved, froze with an awkward look.

Nearby, Xia Canonical Official's sharp gaze shifted to him.

Helpless, Gu Changhuai answered with a rigid expression and a single word: "Hua."

Mo Hua gave a nod.

Identity confirmed—Uncle Gu for sure.

With the secret code aligned, Mo Hua skipped chit-chat and transmitted via the letter token:

"I'm trapped in Yanluo Mountain alongside most disciples from the Four Sects and Eight Gates plus the Twelve Streams."

"Yanluo Mountain hosts the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, nurturing endless demon monsters in the valley; the stone bridge dangles precariously, impossible to traverse—we can't escape..."

Mo Hua outlined the overall predicament concisely.

Gu Changhuai replied, "Beyond the Large Formation, evil qi blankets everything, blood swamps dominate, rivers of blood drench the peaks turning stones into beast-like flesh—we can't locate an entry, unable to penetrate."

Mo Hua assured, "No worries, I'll provide a map."

Without delay, Mo Hua converted magnetic patterns to ink patterns, relaying Yanluo Mountain's core formation layout and terrain details to Gu Changhuai.

Each letter token transmission had a cap on magnetic essence volume, forcing Mo Hua to dispatch portions incrementally.

Gu Changhuai assembled the fragments upon receipt, ultimately assembling a vast, intricate diagram of Yanluo Mountain's full formation.

Staring at it, Gu Changhuai felt profound shock.

The other Supervisors shared his disbelief.

They never imagined that after racking brains, clashing endlessly with demon cultivators across days without breaching this demonic stronghold's gateway, the complete formation blueprint would arrive in the blink of a message exchange.

So secretive a map, obtained with such ease—it sparked an unreal sensation.

Most Supervisors there had rushed from other fifth-grade zones in Qian State or the Central Dao Court to combat this Evil Path catastrophe, lacking familiarity with Qianxue borders and leaning toward caution.

"Can we truly rely on this map?"

"Might it be a Demon Path ploy to draw us in for annihilation?"

"Shouldn't we discuss this further?"

"Too critical to rush blindly..."

Hesitation gripped the group.

But Gu Changhuai declared, "No need—just proceed per this Formation Diagram; any error falls solely on me."

One Supervisor remarked coolly, "Supervisor Gu, your sole accountability may fall short...

Gu Changhuai's brow furrowed.

Xia Canonical Official's eyes shadowed as she added, "Then count me in; Supervisor Gu secured this map—I'll back it jointly. Should mishaps occur, we'll shoulder the blame together."

Witnessing this, other Supervisors' eyes gleamed, heads nodding in agreement:

"Very well,"

Not truly questioning the diagram's legitimacy. With evil qi surging and peril mounting, time pressed to save Qianxue's prodigies.

This diagram offered their sole lead; true or false, it guided their assault strategy.

Even a Demon Path snare demanded breakthrough.

No alternatives existed.

Yet words aside, deeds doable—accountability required bearers.

Gu Changhuai's Gu Family lacked the heft alone.

Xia Canonical Official differed, backed by Taoist State's Xia clan.

The Xia as mighty dragon, Gu as cunning local serpent—united, they formed ironclad guarantee.

Any diagram flaw meant Xia Canonical Official, Gu Canonical Official, and their clans shouldered fallout.

Such was the gamble.

Naturally, flawless diagram yielding rescues would award prime merits to Xia Canonical Official and Gu Canonical Official.

All Supervisors grasped this, achieving equilibrium. Worldly affairs demand risk for gain.

Bear risks, harvest rewards.

These external Supervisors, outside Qianxue's Taoist Court hierarchy,

craved scapegoats for failure, merit shares for triumph—sufficing nicely.

Gu Changhuai eyed Xia Canonical Official with faint surprise.

She met his look; silent exchange conveyed perfect accord.