Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2300 - 1058: Ten Thousand Demons Gathering (Part 3)

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Mo Hua observed demon cultivators from sects like Demon Sword Sect, Yin Corpse Valley, Mystic Demon Sect, and Hehuan Sect at the Ten Thousand Demons Gathering, noting the Mystic Demon chief's claim that Young Master Xuan had returned urgently, which puzzled him. He eyed the powerful Feather Transformation demons on the high seats and listened as demon heads negotiated shares of human lives, blood, and corpses from the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Array. Hatred surged in Mo Hua, igniting uncontrollable killing intent and evil Qi that stirred his karmic vision, drawing Mr. Tu's gaze just as black sinister Qi seeped from a blood-patterned golden coffin, shaking the hall.

Right then, an earth-shattering roar from the corpses exploded forth, joined by the nonstop scraping of razor claws against the coffin.

The half-human, half-corpse Feather Transformation Demon Head's eyes bulged wide at once, booming out:

"The Golden Corpse is awake?!"

In an instant, his right arm morphed into a massive corpse claw, slamming down onto the coffin lid.

His left hand's sharp claws ripped his tongue open, soaked it in viscous blood, then scrawled ominous runes across the blood-veined golden coffin.

However, this formerly unstoppable Corpse Nourishing Talisman now failed to daunt the Golden Corpse.

The Golden Corpse roared on, thrashed wildly, and battered the binding golden coffin without mercy.

The Yin Corpse Valley coffin lid teetered on the brink of failing to contain it.

This abrupt turmoil unleashed a torrent of Corpse Qi that terrified Mo Hua, dissolving the murderous intent and Evil Qi within his heart.

He swiftly stepped back, dodging the golden coffin, composed his thoughts, and reinforced his Taoist Heart.

Evil Qi faded away, crimson karma ebbed back, and the nightmarish form rising from the Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood sank dormant once more into Mo Hua’s Life Chart.

Every anomaly disappeared with it.

The blood-patterned golden coffin's erratic motions also quieted down gradually, the Golden Corpse within slipping back into deep sleep.

The half-corpse Feather Transformation Old Demon resealed the blood-patterned golden coffin anew, whipped his head around to fixate on Mo Hua with eyes brimming in stunned disbelief.

Corpse King Qi?!

This youth harbors the presence of a Ten Thousand Corpse King?

Even better, it's nascent, tameable, and primed for expansion—a flawless seed for Corpse Refinement.

The half-corpse Feather Transformation Old Demon quelled his heart's quakes, thrust a skeletal finger toward Mo Hua, and rasped to Mr. Tu in a voice rotten with decay:

"This kid... I want him!"

Mr. Tu's pupils narrowed faintly, and he replied steadily, "I need a reason."

"This kid carries..." The half-corpse Feather Transformation Old Demon faltered, concealing the ’Corpse King’ seed, and instead uttered grimly, "the heritage of my Yin Corpse Valley."

Mr. Tu furrowed his brow.

Meanwhile, the Feather Transformation Realm Sword Slave elder displayed a haggard visage, "No. If this kid goes to anyone, it's me."

The half-corpse Feather Transformation Old Demon demanded fiercely, "What do you want him for?"

The Sword Slave elder countered, "He holds the vanished Sword Dao heritage of Taixu Gate. This old one aims to offer it to the Demon Sword, strengthening the Sword Stream."

The half-corpse Old Demon scoffed, "How could a Foundation Establishment grasp the lost heritage of Taixu Gate?"

The Sword Slave elder retorted icily, "How could a Taixu Gate disciple bear the heritage of your Yin Corpse Valley?"

Their clashing demonic auras surged higher, deadlocked in standoff.

The two Feather Transformation Demon Heads eyed each other with icy glares, neither yielding an inch.

Tension gripped the grand hall, leaving all on edge.

Shangguan Wang watched the distant clash of titans, staying mute.

Yet Mr. Tu needed to intercede.

He dropped his gaze, rasping hoarsely, "I’ve stated already—this child’s status is unique. Until the Large Formation completes and the Divine Lord descends, none shall touch him. Once the Divine Lord arrives, we settle his fate."

"You both uphold a sect’s sacred mission. Don’t derail the grand undertaking for a fleeting quarrel."

The half-corpse Old Demon eyed Mo Hua, curbed his craving, and nodded without a word.

The Sword Slave elder’s face turned ashen too, holding his tongue.

They owed Mr. Tu that much respect.

After all, the Blood Sacrifice Array mattered most now, linked to the Demon Path’s colossal ambition—priorities demanded focus.

The two Feather Transformation Old Demons stood down, diffusing the strain.

This uproar forced the Ten Thousand Demons Gathering to wrap up right there.

Mr. Tu announced, "Other issues can wait."

"The pressing task is igniting the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation fully, reducing Qianxue state’s borders to barren wastes, forging the base for the Divine Lord’s rebirth."

"When the Divine Lord emerges, world-shaking dread will blanket the lands, signaling our Demon Path’s mighty return."

The horde of demon cultivators, hearing this, bared bloodthirsty gleams in their gazes, drooling with anticipation as they bowed with cupped fists and chorused:

"We are willing to follow the Gentleman’s words and obey the Divine Lord’s command."

...

Once the Ten Thousand Demons Gathering concluded, Mr. Tu himself escorted Mo Hua into the deepest parts of the Great Wilderness Prison’s dungeon.

He remained silent, merely casting a profound glance at Mo Hua before departing, bewilderment evident in his eyes.

He wasn’t alone in his confusion; Mo Hua felt a bit perplexed himself.

Inside the Great Wilderness Prison’s dungeon.

Mo Hua rested on a rug spread across the floor, his eyes half-shut, reflecting on the incidents from the Ten Thousand Demons Gathering.

That coffin guarded by the Feather Transformation Demon from Yin Corpse Valley—was it nurturing... a Golden Corpse?

What made this Golden Corpse suddenly stir?

Why did that half-human, half-corpse ancient demon fixate so stubbornly on me?

How does any of this concern me?

Mo Hua knitted his brows.

Was it due to... the Corpse King from Nanyue City?

But hadn’t the Corpse King already perished?

Might a lingering karmic tie to the Corpse King still cling to me? Clinging where?

For the first time, Mo Hua grasped that karma could be far deeper and more intricate than he’d ever thought, and numerous karmic enigmas tied to him appeared beyond even his own comprehension...

Moreover, there was that Feather Transformation Sword Slave elder of the Demon Sword Sect.

He claimed he sought to nourish the Demon Sword with the vanished Sword Dao legacy of Taixu Gate.

Just what sort of ’Demon Sword’ does the Demon Sword Sect possess?

Is it simply an Evil Sword, a legacy, a Sword Stream, or... some ’living’ entity that thrives by consuming various Sword Dao techniques?

Despite his composed demeanor, had that Sword Slave elder been eyeing my Taixu Mind Transforming Sword True Jue right from the beginning?

Does he plan to seize me, extract the Sword True Jue through torment, and offer it up to the Demon Sword?

Mo Hua’s head throbbed faintly.

Up to now, four Feather Transformation existences had crossed his path within this Large Formation.

Shangguan Wang desired his death.

Yin Corpse Valley’s Feather Transformation aimed to seize him.

The Demon Sword Sect’s Feather Transformation refused to release him.

Given all this, staying near Mr. Tu proved the most secure option.

At the very least, until the Master of the Great Wilderness truly revived, he wouldn’t make a move against him.

Mo Hua let out a faint breath of relief.

Regardless, this Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation was no place to linger for long.

Leaving aside the Feather Transformation Realm old demons, the Golden Core Demons from other Demon Sects were formidable foes in their own right.

He needed to devise plans soon, find methods to save Yu Er and escape the formation.

"I just don’t know where Yu Er is now..."

Mo Hua’s eyes gleamed with intensity.

One more thing weighed on his mind...

As per the Demon Sect’s second elder, a shaman from the Desolate Royal Family: a Wilderness Ancient Formation Map, crafted from ancient bizarre patterns, retrieved from the Endless Barbaric Wilderness Abyss, refined by the Great Wilderness’s Great Witch, and eventually sealed away by the Shen Tu Royal Family. It resides within a statue of an Evil God bearing a human face and ram horns...

This Evil God statue with a human face and ram horns is most probably concealed in the central temple of this Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation.

And the Wilderness Ancient Formation Map housed in that Evil God statue is almost certainly his Core Formation bound formation map... his Lifebound Formation Map!