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

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Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
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 after, thunderous roars from the corpses shook the earth, joined by the relentless scraping of sharp claws against the coffin.

The half-human, half-corpse Feather Transformation Demon Head instantly bulged his eyes wide and boomed out:

"The Golden Corpse has awakened?!"

Without hesitation, his right arm morphed into a massive corpse claw that slammed down onto the coffin lid.

Using the razor-sharp claws of his left hand, he ripped open his own tongue, soaked it in viscous blood, and inscribed eerie runes upon the blood-patterned golden coffin.

However, this once-unbeatable Corpse Nourishing Talisman now failed to cow the Golden Corpse.

The Golden Corpse kept roaring furiously, thrashing about, and pounding mercilessly against the confining golden coffin.

The Yin Corpse Valley's coffin lid could scarcely suppress it any longer.

This abrupt chaos unleashed a torrent of Corpse Qi that terrified Mo Hua, instantly scattering the killing intent and Evil Qi clouding his mind.

He quickly retreated a step, steering clear of the golden coffin, before steadying his thoughts and fortifying his Taoist Heart.

The Evil Qi faded away, the crimson karma withdrew, and the horrifying silhouette rising from the Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood retreated once more into Mo Hua's Life Chart.

Every strange phenomenon disappeared with it.

The bizarre stirring of the blood-patterned golden coffin slowly quieted too, as the Golden Corpse within sank back into dormancy.

The half-corpse Feather Transformation Old Demon resealed

the blood-patterned golden coffin anew, then whipped his head around to stare fixedly at Mo Hua, eyes brimming with stunned disbelief. Corpse King Qi?!

Does this youth harbor the presence of a Ten Thousand Corpse King?

What's more, it's nascent, manageable, and ripe for development—a flawless seed for Corpse Refinement.

The half-corpse Feather Transformation Old Demon quelled the quaking in his heart, jabbed a bony finger toward Mo Hua, and rasped to Mr. Tu in a voice rotten with corpse decay:

"This kid... I claim him!"

Mr. Tu's pupils narrowed faintly, and he replied evenly, "I require a justification."

"This kid bears..." The half-corpse Feather Transformation Old Demon paused, withholding mention of the 'Corpse King' seed, and instead declared grimly, "the legacy of my Yin Corpse Valley."

Mr. Tu's brow furrowed.

Meanwhile, the Feather Transformation Realm Sword Slave elder wore a haggard look, stating, "No. If anyone takes this kid, it must be

me."

The half-corpse Feather Transformation Old Demon snapped, "Why do you want him?"

The Sword Slave elder answered, "He carries the vanished Sword Dao legacy of Taixu Gate. This old one aims to offer it to the Demon Sword, nurturing the Sword Stream."

The half-corpse Old Demon scoffed, "How could a mere Foundation Establishment grasp Taixu Gate's lost legacy?"

The Sword Slave elder shot back icily, "How could a Taixu Gate disciple hold your Yin Corpse Valley's legacy?"

Clashing demonic auras began to swell, deadlocked against each other.

The two Feather Transformation Demon Heads glared icily, refusing to yield.

Tension thickened in the grand hall, putting everyone on edge.

Shangguan Wang watched the clashing tigers from afar, staying silent. Yet Mr. Tu was compelled to intercede.

He cast down his eyes, his tone gravelly as he declared, "I've stated already—this child's status is unique. Until the Large Formation finishes and the Divine Lord arrives, none shall lay a hand on this kid. Once the Divine Lord descends, his destiny will be settled."

"You both shoulder your sect's sacred duties. Don't sabotage the grand undertaking for a petty squabble."

The half-corpse Old Demon eyed Mo Hua reluctantly, then curbed his greed and nodded wordlessly.

The Sword Slave elder also displayed a gaunt demeanor, falling quiet.

They were obliged to respect Mr. Tu's authority.

After all, the Blood Sacrifice Array took precedence right now. It tied into the Demon Path's colossal ambition, demanding they prioritize properly.

The two Feather Transformation Old Demons ceased their standoff and restrained their hostility, diffusing the strain.

This disturbance forced the Ten Thousand Demons Gathering to conclude

right there.

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

"The priority is igniting the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation completely, turning every corner of Qianxue state's borders into barren wastes to pave the way for the Divine Lord's rebirth."

"When the Divine Lord emerges, endless dread shall engulf the realm, heralding our Demon Path's triumphant return."

The assembled demon cultivators, hearing these words, gleamed with savage hunger in their gazes, drooling 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 escorted Mo Hua personally into the deepest parts of the Great Wilderness Prison dungeon.

He remained silent, casting a profound glance at Mo Hua before departing, his gaze filled with a hint of bewilderment.

Not just him—Mo Hua himself felt a touch of bewilderment too.

Deep within the Great Wilderness Prison dungeon.

Mo Hua reclined on a mat spread across the floor, his eyes half-closed as he mulled over the happenings at the Ten Thousand Demons Gathering.

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

What caused this Golden Corpse to suddenly stir?

Why did the half-human, half-corpse elder demon fixate so stubbornly on me?

How does any of this connect to me?

Mo Hua furrowed his brow.

Was it because... of the Corpse King from Nanyue City?

But hadn't the Corpse King already perished?

Could some lingering karmic tie to the Corpse King still be concealed on me? Concealed in what spot?

For the first time, Mo Hua grasped that karma could be far deeper and more intricate than he'd ever thought, with numerous karmic enigmas surrounding him that even he hadn't completely unraveled...

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

He spoke of employing the vanished Sword Dao legacy of Taixu Gate to nourish the Demon Sword.

Just what is this 'Demon Sword' belonging to the Demon Sword Sect?

Is it simply an Evil Sword, a legacy, a Sword Stream, or perhaps... something 'alive' that sustains itself by consuming other Sword Dao techniques?

From the outset, had that Sword Slave elder, despite his composed demeanor, been eyeing my Taixu Mind Transforming Sword True Jue?

Does he intend 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 entities had crossed his path in this Large Formation.

Shangguan Wang sought his death.

The Yin Corpse Valley Feather Transformation aimed to seize him.

The Demon Sword Sect Feather Transformation wouldn't spare 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, Mr. Tu wouldn't harm him.

Mo Hua let out a faint breath of relief.

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

Setting aside the Feather Transformation Realm old demons, even the Golden Core Demons from assorted Demon Sects posed formidable threats.

He needed to scheme ahead, devise methods to save Yu Er and escape the formation.

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

Mo Hua's eyes gleamed with intensity. One more thing weighed on him...

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

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

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