Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2302 Chapter 1059: Killing Formation Master (2)

The Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation ranks as a Quasi-Third Grade Grand Array, steering clear of the Fifth Grade Qian Learning State Boundary.

Nevertheless, around Qianxue, virtually every region below Third Grade now drapes itself in a crimson veil, gradually consumed by the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation.

The blood-red sky intensifies in brilliance.

Within this bloody glow, sinister evil thoughts quietly awaken.

Beneath the onslaught of these evil thoughts and the crimson shroud, fierce clashes between righteous and demonic cultivators ignite instantly across state borders.

Scattered cultivators and common practitioners fall endlessly to Demon Path foes, then get forged into Walking Corpses or Iron Corpses by Yin Corpse Valley's corpse refiners.

Demon Sword Sect members butcher cultivators to feed their demon swords.

Beast cultivators from Ten Thousand Demon Mountain devour human flesh voraciously, strewing mutilated limbs in their wake.

Blood Refining Sect practitioners launch into blood-draining frenzies, twisting victims into 'blood slaves.'

At the same time, Hehuan Sect seizes young males and females, indulging in frenzied couplings amid the forests while employing Dual Cultivation Techniques to suck them dry into withered shells.

All manner of savage, blood-lusting atrocities proliferate.

In turn, growing numbers of Demon Path cultivators perish under assaults from Qianxue's noble families, sects, and Taoist Court experts.

On raw power alone, the righteous powers of Qian Learning State Boundary vastly outmatch the demonic forces.

This holds especially true with the multiple Heaven Void Ancestors and Feathered Immortals dwelling in the Fifth Grade Qian Learning State Boundary.

Were it not for the Heavenly Dao's constraints on the Evil Path Great Formation in Second and Third Grade territories, these awe-inspiring powerhouses could unleash their Heaven Void Dharma Phases to annihilate the Evil God's followers and hordes of demon cultivators in mere instants.

Yet in the present chaos, their might remains shackled.

Foundation Establishment and Golden Core cultivators bear the brunt of this Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice carnage.

As such, the conflict stays fiercely deadlocked.

Righteous and demonic sides wage relentless turf wars along the Blood Sacrifice Array's edges.

Beyond the Blood Sacrifice Array, righteous forces dominate, and as fights escalate, defenses across state borders contract sharply. Most rogue cultivators flock to Immortal Cities for shelter from the demon hordes' massacres.

Demon cultivators struggle more to unleash widespread killings, assault fortresses, or claim territories.

Inside the Blood Sacrifice Array, though, righteous cultivators fare no better against their demonic counterparts.

Even when they seize a brief edge and breach the array to cut down some demons, they must swiftly withdraw. For deep within the Blood Sacrifice Array pulses a river of fresh blood. Earth veins breed legions of flesh-rending demon beasts, while hidden evil spirits prowl unseen. Should one succumb to the demon beasts' onslaught or the spirits' corruption, even peak Golden Core masters risk falling into depravity and death.

For these myriad factors, the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation erects an impregnable wall.

The battlefield settles into a savage, precarious equilibrium.

This 'balance' benefits neither faction.

The longer the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation persists, the stronger it swells—killing intent thickens, evil Qi densifies, devastation mounts, shaming Qian Learning's righteous powers and defying Taoist Court authority.

To Mr. Tu and his allies, such 'balance' spells mere stalling, prolonging the Divine Lord's awakening and risking the Divine Lord's wrath.

Protraction breeds uncertainty.

Still, the array launched in haste leaves them undermanned.

Without vast slaughters, supplies like human skin, blood, and bones for the evil formation dwindle.

Even Mr. Tu lacks superior methods to hasten the Blood Sacrifice Formation's advance.

In this deadlock, Gu Changhuai makes his move.

Upstream along Mistwater River, beyond the Blood Sacrifice Array, at a hidden mountain peak.

Over a dozen Taoist Court Golden Core Stewards assemble.

Gu Changhuai unfurls a map upon the ground, marked with formation paths and crimson ink dots:

"I visited Taixu Gate to meet Elder Master Xun and showed him the Formation Diagram of Yanluo Mountain transmitted by Mo Hua."

"Drawing from Yanluo Mountain's formation pattern, Elder Master Xun sketched a basic outline of the other Blood Sacrifice Arrays' diagrams and marked the formation pivots' locations with red dots."

"The formation pivot dictates the array's advancement."

"In the same way, every formation pivot location is guarded by an Evil Formation Master."

"Our mission: trace the formation diagram, infiltrate the array, locate the formation pivot points, and butcher the Evil Formation Masters..."

Gu Changhuai's eyes gleamed with icy resolve as he reiterated:

"Any Evil Formation Master—no mercy, no survivors, slaughter them all!"

He vividly recalled Mo Hua's words to him:

Upon leaving, eliminate every Evil Formation Master in sight. The greater the number of Evil Formation Masters slain, the safer his own life would be.

Unable to assist Mo Hua directly with the Blood Sacrifice Array, he could only strive to wipe out every Evil Formation Master possible.

This effort served both Mo Hua and Yu Er.

It was the only contribution within his power.

Once Gu Changhuai concluded his words, the other dozen Golden Core Stewards nodded firmly.

Among them were Xia Canonical Official, bound closely to Mo Hua, and Gushan City's Records Officer Fan Jin, who had reaped benefits from Mo Hua too.

The vast Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice operation engulfed numerous matters, and Solitary Mountain City proved no outlier.

Fan Jin had inevitably been summoned to combat the demonic scourge.

For him, this venture carried both peril and promise.

Born without noble blood, he hungered for advancement, shunning no danger or toil—only the absence of chances.

That chance had already been granted by Mo Hua. He had forged his reputation in the eyes of Taoist Court Master Xia.

Should he now conquer the perils, withstand the trials, charge into battle, and display his valor amid the Blood Sacrifice's turmoil, promotions would surely cascade in his future.