Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2319 Chapter 1065: Pixiu

Pixiu?

"What kind of mythical beast is this?" Bursting with curiosity, Mo Hua questioned Mr. Tu.

"This is..." Mr. Tu began to respond, yet a sharp ache struck his heart, causing him to stop short suddenly.

He gazed intently at Mo Hua, shook his head slowly, and remained silent.

Though unsure of the reason, his gut instinct warned him not to reveal too much to Mo Hua.

He even regretted uttering the term "Pixiu" to Mo Hua already.

It was wiser to avoid unnecessary complications.

"Heed my advice and show more restraint," Mr. Tu warned before transforming into a streak of blood light and fleeing hastily, seemingly pressed by pressing matters.

Now, only Mo Hua remained confined in the fleshy blood prison.

By himself, Mo Hua meticulously studied the Blood Sacrifice Formation Pivot that Mr. Tu had bequeathed him, repeatedly mulling over its layout in his mind and rehearsing the spiritual power paths countless times to grasp its essence more deeply.

However, without the ability to sketch on paper, Mo Hua sensed something was missing.

Furthermore, boredom soon overtook Mo Hua.

Fighting off the tedium, Mo Hua fixed his gaze on the Formation Pivot for some time, verifying that no icy Divine Sense was covertly watching him in that period.

Mr. Tu hadn't lied; he appeared genuinely occupied with critical tasks.

At last, Mo Hua let out a relieved breath.

He promptly assumed a cross-legged position, felt the constricting bone hoop around his head, and murmured to himself involuntarily:

"Great Wilderness Sacred Object, mythical beast Pixiu, tooth and bone seal... Mr. Tu truly thinks highly of me..."

"He's really willing to let it go...

No matter what, if Mo Hua possessed such a treasure, he wouldn't dream of wasting it on sealing just a simple Foundation Building Cultivator.

Mo Hua shook his head.

The current issue was that this treasure had successfully sealed him tight.

Without lifting this seal, he couldn't accomplish much, merely awaiting death passively.

Breaking the seal alone would grant him the "freedom to act" and allow minor maneuvers.

Mo Hua started his efforts to shatter the seal.

This wasn't his initial try; in previous spare moments, Mo Hua had attempted to unravel this seal repeatedly, yet each time ended in failure.

The Divine Tao Formation embedded in this sacred object proved far too intricate, exceeding his current capacity to "decode."

Mo Hua guessed that its creator from the Great Wilderness Clan must have been a genius of exceptional caliber in ancient times.

There was a strong chance he served as the "nemesis" to the evil god, single-handedly guiding his people to subdue the malevolent and corrupted divinities.

Regrettably, mortals could never truly rival divinities in the end.

At the very least, human lifespans paled in comparison to those of gods.

Regardless of a cultivator's brilliance, even if he quelled an evil god for a whole age, eternal suppression remained impossible.

After that prodigy's demise, lacking worthy heirs among his kin, the evil god was bound to resurface.

Besides, foes beyond the evil god's direct reach could still be handled through proxies among "humans."

At times, "humans" became the evil god's deadliest arms against their own kind.

Mr. Tu stood as a prime illustration.

This Great Wilderness Sacred Object followed suit.

Meant originally for mortals to contain the evil god, it now served the god's lackeys in confining him instead.

A wave of melancholy washed over Mo Hua.

Discarding these stray musings, he then devoted himself entirely, concentrating

on unraveling this Great Wilderness Sacred Object.

The Sealing Power housed in this Great Wilderness Sacred Object was

immensely potent.

Should Mr. Tu persist in sealing him thus, Mo Hua would truly be trapped without escape.

Yet the weakness lay in Mr. Tu having "unsealed" Mo Hua right before his eyes, followed by re-"sealing," and repeating the "unseal" and "reseal" process multiple times...

This chance was seized by Mo Hua.

Picture the Great Wilderness Sacred Object as a chamber.

Mo Hua served as the "prisoner" confined within that chamber.

Normally, for the "prisoner" to exit, he needed to "break the formation

and demolish the barriers."

However, Mr. Tu, as the warden, had opened the "lock" repeatedly in Mo Hua's presence, akin to revealing the "key" to "unlocking" directly in his view.

That unlocking "key" consisted of a Divine Lock Formation pattern.

Mr. Tu executed it covertly, tracing the design with blood filaments, concealed and ominous.

While others might miss it, Mo Hua—with his grounding in Divine Tao Formation and mastery of Heavenly secret Calculation—could swiftly discern its hidden secrets.

By watching Mr. Tu perform the unsealing several times, Mo Hua slowly unraveled the "key" pattern that Mr. Tu utilized to manipulate the sacred object's seal, drawing from the clues he

perceived.

It consisted of a Divine Lock Formation Pattern featuring a distinctive sequence.

Mo Hua spent extended periods imitating it through practice until he seized roughly seventy

to eighty percent of its core essence.

Yet grasping seventy to eighty percent proved sufficient for "unlocking," requiring only additional

tries at worst.

From then on, the process grew somewhat easier.

Needless to say, such "simplicity" applied solely in comparison to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua drew upon the Taoist Stele, relentless day-and-night drills in formations,

and profound insight into array workings.

His Divine Thought could project formations directly within the Sea of

Consciousness.

Typical cultivators lacked this ability.

Other evil spirits were equally incapable.

Not even heaven-and-earth-forged deities, blessed with innate divine talents,

could master formations.

Thus, only Mo Hua—this bizarre half-human, half-god entity who could conjure formations inside the Sea of

Consciousness—possessed the skill to recreate the "key" embedded in the seal and project formation patterns to unlock it.

This feat utterly defied the "common sense" of standard Tao cultivation.

No matter how fertile Mr. Tu's imagination might be, he probably wouldn't conceive of such a thing. Later, Mo Hua wielded the Divine Lock Formation Pattern like a "key," methodically picking open the "lock" on the White Bone Sacred Object...