Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2287 Chapter 1054: The Great Battle (Part 4)

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Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
Demon cultivators threatened to kill captured heavenly talents from the Four Sects and Eight Gates to force back the Taoist Court. Mo Hua commanded the geniuses to hold a defensive formation, repelling fierce assaults from a powerful Demon Golden Core and its minions with the aid of his arrays. The united talents formed an impenetrable barrier, holding out until Taoist Court reinforcements arrived to slaughter the demons and eradicate the evil forces in Yanluo Mountain.

"Alright."

After those words, the Taoist Court's Court Officials, Mo Hua, and the other sect geniuses exited the Formation Core Hall, beginning their departure from Yanluo Mountain.

Blood soaked the trail, scattered with the remains of demon cultivators.

Arriving at the valley, fierce battle cries echoed relentlessly, the air thick with the reek of decay and gore.

Mo Hua glanced over, his face shifting dramatically.

Over Demon Valley, the stone bridge lay in ruins. Beside the cliff face, the Taoist Court had driven hooks into the stone, rigging a temporary suspension cable like a swaying bridge, gripping the sheer drop and linking both valley sides.

Taoist Court cultivators traversed the valley via this "suspension cable."

Yet this move had clearly enraged the demonic beasts below.

A ceaseless horde of twisted flesh-and-blood demon monsters boiled upward like a flood from the valley depths, assailing the Taoist Court cultivators.

Golden Core Court Officials kept reciting incantations, brandishing swords, or unleashing spirit treasures nonstop, butchering these demon monsters to safeguard the suspension cable.

The sight was gruesome yet awe-inspiring.

"Quick, use the suspension cable to escape..." Gu Changhuai urged, his face stern.

The demon monsters filling the valley bottom outnumbered them vastly; even at Golden Core level, wiping them out was impossible.

Thus, they merely held the horde back for now, guarding the suspension cable desperately while everyone fled at top speed.

If they ended up cornered here, the fallout would be unthinkable.

Time pressed hard, and all grasped the peril, wasting no time. They followed Gu Changhuai's orders precisely, queuing up to cross the suspension cable with activated movement arts, retreating rapidly from the valley.

Mo Hua lingered at the back, trailing everyone.

The grand formation's evil qi could swiftly taint one's sea of consciousness, so other disciples had to withdraw fast—the sooner, the better—to avoid unexpected twists.

But evil qi spared Mo Hua, leaving him unconcerned.

Taoist Court Golden Core experts persisted in quelling the flesh-and-blood demon monsters surging from the valley floor.

Sect disciples kept mounting the suspension cable, evacuating Yanluo Mountain sequentially.

Mo Hua exhaled in relief.

No matter what, the mission succeeded: rescues complete, junior brothers secured, and he readied his own exit. Though the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation hid mysteries he hadn't unraveled, he shelved those concerns for now.

As Mo Hua prepared to depart, he noticed Gu Changhuai's restrained look from the side, hinting at unspoken worries.

Mo Hua halted, inquiring, "Uncle Gu, is there something else?"

Gu Changhuai seemed startled, words catching in his throat, before he shook his head, "Nothing."

Mo Hua's brows furrowed.

Knowing Uncle Gu well, something was amiss. Yet Uncle Gu stayed silent...

Mo Hua's eyes sharpened a bit. Gazing skyward, he flexed his fingers for a swift divination. His expression altered instantly, and he spun to question Gu Changhuai:

"Uncle Gu, where is Yu Er?"

Shock crossed Gu Changhuai's face as he stared at Mo Hua in disbelief.

Mo Hua pushed, "Did something happen?"

Gu Changhuai's features twisted in bitterness, "Yu Er... was taken away..."

Mo Hua's stare grew frigid, "By whom?"

"Shangguan Wang..."

The Shangguan Family's Feather Transformation Realm mighty elder...

Mo Hua's eyebrow jerked. After brief thought, he gave a small nod,

"I understand."

Gu Changhuai sighed, "Let's leave first. No clue where Yu Er went, and we can't track them. Shangguan Wang vanished too. This issue...

needs thorough scheming"

"Alright."

Mo Hua nodded, trailing Gu Changhuai toward the way out, but mere steps later, he froze and murmured slowly:

"Uncle Gu, head back first. I'll remain here."

Gu Changhuai's eyes bulged. He whirled, scowling, "What do you plan?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "No time for details, urgency calls. But... leaving means no chance to save Yu Er ever again."

Gu Changhuai's scowl intensified.

He couldn't grasp the logic, yet he believed in Mo Hua, declaring firmly, "I'll stay as well"

Mo Hua shook his head once more, "I stay, I live. You stay, you perish for sure. Anyone besides me lingering here dies without doubt..."

Gu Changhuai's heart jolted, "Mo Hua, you..."

"Uncle Gu, leave immediately, or it'll be too late," Mo Hua urged.

Gu Changhuai wavered, but voices called from across, "Supervisor Gu, come on! Demon monsters multiply, suspension cable's failing soon."

Gu Changhuai eyed Mo Hua, anguish etching his face.

Mo Hua grinned, fingering the Tai Xu Yin Yang Lock at his neck, "The patriarch gifted me this for protection. Don't worry, Uncle Gu."

Gu Changhuai remained uneasy.

Mo Hua continued, "Then grant me this: once safe, urge everyone to slay every Evil Formation Master sighted. More dead means my greater safety"

Gu Changhuai paused silently, then nodded, lips clenched tight, face contorted in reluctance to abandon Mo Hua.

"Go," Mo Hua pressed.

Inner turmoil raged in Gu Changhuai, but he drew a heavy breath, telling Mo Hua, "I'll aim to eliminate all Evil Formation Masters. You... stay safe."

"Alright."

Only then did Gu Changhuai clench his jaw, resolutely pivoting to mount the suspension cable, his lonely yet resolute form vanishing from Yanluo Mountain.

His exit unleashed the demonic surge beyond the Golden Core cultivators' control from the Taoist Court.

Innumerable flesh-and-blood demon monsters scaled the cliffs, slaughtering Taoist Court members.

The mid-air suspension cable fell to the demon monsters' jaws, snapping segment by segment into the pitch-black chasm.

The sole escape route vanished utterly.

At the valley entrance, Gu Changhuai glanced back, spotting only, across the far valley in shadows and slaughter, that slim, recognizable silhouette.

Moments later, endless flesh-and-blood demon monsters engulfed the figure, erasing it entirely...