Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2323 Chapter 66: Seven Stars Formations

Mo Hua's divine thought body, shaped by the practice of Heaven Yan Jue, appeared like an immortal child about ten years old, possessing skin as white as jade that shimmered with golden radiance. A dragon horn had now sprouted on his forehead, infusing him with the majestic presence of divine beasts that dispel evil, far exceeding his semi-divine human guise.

Legends hold that the Pixiu descends from ancient dragons.

Pixiu's horn vibrated in sync with the dragon soul inside Mo Hua's body, slowly fusing into his divine thought body and creating a seamless harmony.

Once the contract was sealed, Pixiu's enormous head nudged affectionately against Mo Hua. Without uttering a word, through their "telepathic connection," Mo Hua grasped its intent and nodded affirmatively:

"It's a promise, I will definitely bring the filth here for you!"

Pixiu brimmed with satisfaction.

To its gaze, Mo Hua resembled a gleaming golden "fortune cat."

In Mo Hua's view, this massive Pixiu acted as his personal "Big Tiger" protector.

Mo Hua reached up to touch his forehead again.

The horn had already faded away.

Nevertheless, it lingered like a contract carved into his Sea of Consciousness, forever alerting him to his bond with Pixiu.

Violating the oath would trigger retribution from the divine beast's Power of Laws.

At the same time, a stream of law power radiated from Pixiu, which Mo Hua could sense.

This law power embodied the fortune of warding off evil; though Mo Hua couldn't wield it at will, it granted him passive protection against some evil spirit influences.

This could be viewed as Pixiu's "blessing."

Mo Hua feared no evil spirits, but acquiring this evil-repelling Power of Laws was undeniably a treasure.

Countless cultivators coveted such innate divine beast abilities. With it now inscribed in his Sea of Consciousness, Mo Hua held potential to unravel its laws in time.

Having received Pixiu's "horn," Mo Hua was deemed its kin.

Pixiu stepped aside no longer obstructing him, wagging its huge head before rising leisurely and shifting its rear to expose the divine temple's entrance—the pathway out from the seal of the Great Wilderness holy relic.

"You can leave now!"

Mo Hua's eyes sparkled with joy; he bid farewell to the big-headed Pixiu with a wave and strode into the exit. In that instant, his heart and mind aligned, filling him with clarity.

In the real world, Mo Hua's eyes snapped open.

The white bone crown still gripped his forehead, yet his divine sense flowed unbound and effortless.

This proved the Great Wilderness holy relic powerless against him completely.

Pixiu's might could no longer contain him.

With the Great Wilderness holy relic overcome, attention turned to the enclosing prison of flesh and blood.

Mr. Tu had crafted this through his singular command of formation patterns with blood threads, wielding the Blood Sacrifice Formation via the maze's flesh to forge a jail.

Victory comes to those who prepare; defeat to those who don't.

Mo Hua had earlier brainstormed countless tactics to shatter this flesh-blood prison, poised to test them in order.

But a single thought stirred something within, causing the flesh to shift and the prison to unlock spontaneously.

Evidently, the maze's flesh heeded his "command."

Mo Hua froze momentarily, taken aback.

"Is it due to comprehending the Blood Sacrifice formation pivot and unraveling Heaven's Mystery Formation?"

"Or because I once 'devoured' an evil embryo, linking me to the Evil God's maze?"

Mo Hua knitted his brows.

However, urgency left no room for exhaustive analysis of these options.

Escaping the blood-flesh maze's hold was a fortunate turn indeed.

Free from the flesh prison and his Sea of Consciousness unrestrained, without Mr. Tu's watch, Mo Hua could now navigate the maze "freely."

He progressed through the blood and flesh passages, inspecting intently along the way.

The blood and flesh maze's outer layer consisted of flesh and bones, while its core was erected using Mystery Sky Formation and the Blood Sacrifice Formation Pivot.

Knowledge of formation patterns, pivots, and foundational theories had all come from Mr. Tu.

Yet theory alone falls short; formations demand real-world practice and mastery.

This blood and flesh maze embodied Mr. Tu's lifetime of formation expertise, serving as the ultimate "example."

Its deepest truths were all preserved inside.

Mo Hua knew Mr. Tu had hidden numerous secrets of the Blood Sacrifice and Heaven's Mystery Formation, never sharing them fully. Truly, teaching the "disciple" completely might leave the "master" famished.

In these conditions, ingenuity was essential.

As a Formation Master, one must crave knowledge and refuse to simply wait for

others to provide everything.

Mastering self-reliance and seeking out knowledge independently is vital.

Similar to the formation taught by Mr. Tu right before him, it demands confirmation via hands-on practice; the portions not covered also call for personal

investigation and understanding.

Mo Hua was rich in experience when it came to methods of investigation and insight.

As he advanced, he pulled out a Jade Slip for close examination.

Along the path, he inscribed every visible formation pattern and formation pivot depth, noting down all vague aspects on the Jade Slip. At the same time, he mentally assembled the complete layout of the blood and flesh maze, plus the intricate formation designs of the Blood Sacrifice Formation Pivot that Mr. Tu had omitted.

Mo Hua's notations grew ever more thorough.

His mental reconstruction of the blood and flesh maze and Blood Sacrifice became

progressively fuller.

At the same time, his grasp of the surrounding area intensified.

Yet, a strange peculiarity left him perplexed.

Even with its gory, malevolent, creepy, and repulsive visage, Mo Hua sensed a "familiarity" while navigating the maze, just like wandering through his own

abode.

This blood and flesh maze faintly harmonized with his Sea of Consciousness.

At that moment, Mo Hua couldn't help but wonder if he was... maybe an "evil embryo" spawned amid the Evil God's arrival in the mortal realm?

Mo Hua furrowed his brow, pondered intensely for a bit, and soon felt relieved.