Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2285 Chapter 1054: The Great Battle (Part 2)

Mo Hua earns the complete trust of Gu Changhuai.

After enduring numerous trials, Xia Canonical Official also places his faith in Mo Hua.

Gu Changhuai's face showed unwavering resolve as he rose steadily to his full height, declaring, "Then this is decided."

"Xia Canonical Official and I will shoulder the responsibility. We'll devise an assault strategy using this Formation Diagram."

"Gather all forces, spare no expense, and rescue every disciple from the sects in Qianxue as swiftly as possible!"

"Very well!"

"We'll proceed exactly as Supervisor Gu directs."

The Taoist Court sprang into fervent action without delay.

Mo Hua then shared extra precise details with Gu Changhuai, adding:

"Keep these points in mind..."

"The formation mountain terrain map is my basic recreation from the Formation Core; it's largely correct, though some terrain details might differ slightly. Uncle Gu, please judge it with care."

Gu Changhuai responded, "I get it, stay safe."

Mo Hua inquired, "Any issues?"

Gu Changhuai answered curtly with, "No worries!"

Mo Hua gave a nod.

Uncle Gu never falters when handling tasks.

With Qianxue's top talents at stake, the Taoist Court prioritizes this urgently, boasting ample manpower and resources—yet stymied before by ignorance of the foe's setup.

Now, armed with the map, Uncle Gu will handle the rest adeptly.

Mo Hua stepped back as a "delegator supreme," instantly feeling a wave of relief.

A true gentleman adapts effortlessly, excelling at leveraging others' strengths.

Mastering when to ask for aid—and finding those eager to provide it—proves a rare talent.

Truth be told, the Taoist Court frets over this far more intensely than he does.

With plans locked in, Mo Hua addressed the group:

"Hold the hall tight; I've summoned the Taoist Court to rescue us." Taixu Gate disciples took this in stride, unsurprised.

Disciples from other sects sighed in relief, secretly admiring Mo Hua's audacity—he's cornered in this "sealed-off" Large Formation, yet summons outer forces with a mere "call." Mo Hua then issued directives for all gathered there.

After that, calm prevailed as everyone awaited in quiet vigilance.

Mo Hua settled into meditation, restoring his Divine Sense, though his thoughts swirled with persistent questions.

Chief among them: "Mr. Tu."

To date, no trace of Mr. Tu had appeared.

"Why is that?"

"Has Mr. Tu skipped Yanluo Mountain entirely?"

"Is he locked in battle with the Taoist Court or elite powers from Great Families and sects?"

"Or does he harbor some deeper plot, brewing another trap?" Within the Evil God's followers, does Mr. Tu reign as the mightiest? Lurk other Feather Transformation Realm Demon Cultivators?

Or even Heaven Void Ancestor-tier powerhouses covertly sworn to the Great Wilderness Evil God?

Does this Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation truly reveal all I've glimpsed?

Beyond Yanluo Mountain, hides a grander central Formation Pivot?

Precisely where does the true formation eye reside...?

The deeper Mo Hua delved, the more he sensed unseen mysteries lurking.

Yet confined to a mere edge of the Blood Sacrifice Array, the full scope eluded him, leaving investigation impossible. Plus, the horde of Qianxue disciples weighed as a "liability"—abandoning them would torment his conscience.

As Mo Hua mulled these over, the Taoist Court—often mocked for "overstaffing idle hands," "bureaucratic drag," and "ponderous pace"—mustered their might with explosive fury. Nearly fifty Golden Core experts spearheaded the charge against Yanluo Mountain.

In this critical hour, none dared lag or falter for an instant.

Suddenly, clashes ignited; myriad Golden Core Treasures and Spiritual Artifact swords cleaved into Yanluo Mountain's heart via Mo Hua's mapped path.

Thunderous bellows rang out amid ceaseless surges of mighty Spiritual Power.

Swords and spells felled Demon Cultivators in droves, while Taoist Court warriors suffered wounds or fell, crafting a scene both epic and heartrending...

Mo Hua, deep within Yanluo Mountain, witnessed none of this splendor.

He sensed only the quakes rocking the peak and intensifying Spiritual Power ripples, gauging the battle's progress from these signs.

Details escaped his sight, beyond his conjecture.

He scarcely pondered how the Taoist Court breached the Demon Valley.

But worry evaded Mo Hua.

The Taoist Court excels at Demon hunts, packed with cunning, tactical Court Officials. When fully committed, no obstacle stands unchallenged.

Such affairs lay beyond his purview.

At last, after relentless carnage of indeterminate length, evil Qi churned wildly, waves of gore-scent infiltrating even the hall.

This heralded combat spilling into the Large Formation's core.

Mo Hua warned gravely, "Secure the hall firmly; never open the door, no matter what."

Swiftly, savage evil might hammered the hall's portal.

Outside, Evil Demons snarled and raged.

Clearly, the hall's denizens had caught wind of the Taoist Court's onslaught.

An Evil Formation Master probed to shatter the array, as an Evil Golden Core battered the entrance relentlessly.

Still, the door's sealing formation—Third Grade, woven into the Evil Path Great Formation—held firm.

Mo Hua had pierced the Formation Core Hall from within, slaying its Evil Formation Master to seize control.

But breaching inward from without proved vastly tougher.

Mo Hua knew the door's endurance was finite; his tweaks could only postpone the inevitable.

True enough, moments later, a colossal boom rent the air as the door exploded inward.

A Golden Core Demon Cultivator adorned with ghastly Monster Patterns, flanked by a Golden Core Realm Evil Formation Master and a swarm of Demon Cultivators, stormed the hall—their faces twisting in shock and rage at the sight of Qianxue's gathered geniuses: