Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2305 Chapter 1060: Monster (2)

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Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
Mo Hua refused Mr. Tu's request to draw formations, declaring his righteousness as a Taixu Gate disciple and Qianxue Formation Path leader. Tempted by the rare chance to join a large formation project and convinced that a talented master's Taoist Heart discerns evil without corruption, he agreed. Mr. Tu led him from the prison to the Blood Sacrifice Array's vast construction site beneath the Evil God Temple, assigning him to draw on a cliff using legitimate jade media and spiritual ink.

Due to a shortage of manpower, they have no choice but to downgrade the rank and pattern, employing a Second-grade Array to complete the framework of the Quasi-Third Grade Grand Array.

Likewise, at this stage, the "resources" required for the Blood Sacrifice Array must be severely depleted.

The Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation demands enormous slaughter.

Massive slaughter alone yields vast quantities of human skin, bones, flesh, blood... serving as the core media materials for the Evil Formation.

However, the Evil God's minions are now pinned down by Qianxue's forces from every direction, unable to keep butchering Cultivators.

This leaves them with no real means to gather more "resources" for the Evil Formation.

Even the cleverest woman cannot cook a meal without rice.

Facing a dire lack of Evil Path resources, Mr. Tu resorts to Righteous Dao array methods as a temporary "bridge" to maintain the Formation Pivot's function.

Downgrading the rank and fusing patterns creates unstable foundations. Merging righteous and evil energies, Spiritual Power and Evil Power will also

collide fiercely.

Yet this at least allows the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation to be "completed" initially.

Finish it first, then seek enhancements, then aim for perfection.

Without completion, all else is mere delusion.

Mr. Tu truly is a seasoned, profoundly wise veteran Formation Master, his approach both pragmatic and spot-on.

Mo Hua gave a slight nod.

Were it him in this spot, he'd likely arrive at the same conclusion.

Naturally, on the surface, he feigned bewilderment, posing some "stupid" questions to Mr. Tu:

"Isn't this a Third Grade Grand Array? Will my Second-grade Array

be of any use?"

"Can Righteous Dao formations mesh with Evil Path formations? What happens if they don't?"

"For such a massive base, why only these few Formation Masters drawing arrays? Where are the rest? Have they all been slain?"

These queries wove in some core grand array concepts, perfectly normal for Mo Hua to miss, so Mr. Tu explained them patiently one after another.

They also hid some "gut-punching" remarks, which Mr. Tu artfully ignored.

Once done, Mr. Tu passed a Jade Slip to Mo Hua.

This Jade Slip held the primary blueprint of the Blood Sacrifice Array's base, where Mr. Tu had wiped out much of the Evil Formation and substituted it with Five Elements and Eight Trigrams arrays, deliberately saving them for Mo Hua to inscribe.

"Inscribe these arrays onto the cliff before you; that's your assignment," Mr. Tu directed.

Mo Hua glanced over it, his expression turning sour at once, then questioned Mr. Tu: "Didn't you say I'd help build the grand array? Aren't these basic arrays just 'menial chores"?"

I, the mighty Qianxue Array Dao Leader, reduced to your grunt work?

Mo Hua voiced his discontent.

Mr. Tu replied: "No small steps lead to a thousand li; no tiny streams form vast rivers. The grand array builds upon these basic formations. To master grand arrays, start from the fundamentals—don't reach too far and neglect the roots."

Mo Hua nodded grudgingly, conceding the logic.

Yet right before starting, something struck him; he hesitantly voiced:

"Hold on, drawing these arrays would make me complicit with evil demons. If the Sect Elders or those seniors learn of it, I'll surely get kicked out of the Sect and never join Taixu Gate..."

Mr. Tu responded: "You're not drawing an Evil Formation—it's a Righteous Dao

formation. How could that get you expelled from the Sect?"

Mo Hua pressed: "But you're Demon Cultivators; me drawing for you isn't that aiding the wicked?"

Mr. Tu patiently clarified: "You're not willingly 'helping' us draw arrays—you're forced into it; to survive, you paint a few formations with no alternative."

"You're coerced; it's blameless on your part."

Mr. Tu stressed once more.

Mo Hua jumped, "Really?"

Mr. Tu nodded, "Really."

Mo Hua at last shed his concerns, but as he prepared to dive in, doubt resurfaced; he eyed Mr. Tu warily:

"After I finish these arrays, won't you betray me and claim my life?"

Mr. Tu inwardly seethed with rage, silently damning this suspicious little rascal. Yet in this instant, he resorted to gentle coaxing: "Rest assured, your identity is special, it's of great use to Divine Lord, I won't kill you. If you can paint formations well, it would be a great achievement, Divine Lord will remember your merits and won't treat you unfairly..."

Thus, under Mr. Tu's soothing words, Mo Hua at last consented to paint formations for him.

Mo Hua commenced his task, yet after merely two strokes, he halted once more, shaking his head:

"Still not right."

Mr. Tu's patience snapped at that, and he snapped irritably: "What is it now?"

Mo Hua indicated the white bone hoop atop his head, appearing somewhat wronged and helpless, "My Divine Sense is sealed by you, I can't paint formations...

Mr. Tu stiffened, recalling that this boy's Sea of Consciousness had been sealed by the Great Wilderness's sacred item.

His Sea of Consciousness being sealed prevented communication with deities, restricted his Divine Sense, making it impossible to paint formations.

But... to release the seal...

A wave of unease gripped Mr. Tu's heart.

Still, after a brief hesitation, he chose the greater good, placing the grand array first, reached out his pallid finger to touch Mo Hua's forehead, allowing a blood thread to infiltrate the White Bone Tooth Talisman, thereby unsealing

Mo Hua.

The moment it happened, clarity surged through his mind, a spark of sharp insight flickered in Mo Hua's bright eyes before slowly dimming back to emptiness.

Mr. Tu sensed a faint unease in his chest, but after scrutinizing Mo Hua closely and finding nothing amiss, he inquired:

"Is it okay now?"

Mo Hua nodded, "No problem."

"Start painting formations."

"Alright."

Mo Hua took up the brush, immersed it in Spiritual Ink, consulted the Formation Diagram Jade Slip from Mr. Tu, and steadily started inscribing formations onto the cliff.

Given his profound skill in formations, he instantly grasped these foundational grand array formations with a single look, needing no extra guidance from Mr. Tu.