Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
True Man Situ's plan to slay the Evil God failed, and he was nearly devoured. However, Wenren Wan's command inexplicably stopped the Evil God, revealing a hidden mother-child connection. The Evil God, enraged by this restriction, turned its attention towards Yu Er, intending to sever the causal link and consume both mother and child to achieve true lawlessness.
Seven or eight human visages shrieked in unison, their venomous cries coalescing, stifling Wenren Wan's voice.
Though the sound originated from Wenren Wan's lips, it failed to reach the Evil God's auditory senses, rendering the Laws ineffective.
Wenren Wan could only observe with profound helplessness as the Evil God's True Embryo drew progressively nearer to Yu Er.
As if sensing the encroaching peril and the imminent cessation of life, Yu Er finally stirred, slowly opening his eyes.
He directed his gaze towards Wenren Wan, a lingering look in his eyes, and whispered with a touch of timidity:
"Mother..."
Yu Er's state at this critical juncture was nothing short of tragic.
His abdomen was split open, his insides laid bare and devoid, his eyes vacant, his flesh on the verge of dissolution... mirroring the very scenes Wenren Wan had confronted in her most terrifying nightmares.
Wenren Wan experienced an agonizing sensation, as if a blade had pierced her heart, her very being on the brink of disintegration. Tears of blood streamed down her face as she gazed upon her child in utter despair, attempting to cry out with all her might but finding herself utterly voiceless.
True Man Situ, too, yearned to intervene, but his Divine Thought was utterly depleted, his techniques exhausted, leaving him powerless to alter the grim unfolding of events. He could only witness this devastating spectacle with agonizing grief.
The Evil God's True Embryo emitted a sinister laugh, its maw stretching apart unnaturally, transforming into a gaping bloody chasm as it lunged to engulf Yu Er.
Yu Er beheld the malevolent Evil God, its rows of sharp teeth, and the terrifying prospect of being swallowed and meeting his demise, fear flickering across his face.
Just before the end, a sense of dread washed over him, yet it was overshadowed by a profound regret:
He had glimpsed his mother, fulfilling a part of his deepest desire, but...
"It appears I shall not see... Brother Mo again..."
These thoughts were transmitted across the ether.
Abruptly, with a resounding boom, the entire altar shuddered violently.
All present were taken aback by the sudden upheaval.
The Evil God itself was momentarily stunned.
It manifested a flicker of annoyance, yet resolutely ignored the disturbance to continue its pursuit of devouring Yu Er. However, an even more significant tremor followed.
It felt as though a formidable presence was being summoned, forcefully breaching the confines of the nightmare ritual.
Indeed, a hint of trepidation began to surface within the Evil God's core, as if an adversary, its destined nemesis, was on the verge of arrival.
Without further delay, the Evil God’s jaws snapped shut.
Almost concurrently, fissures began to manifest around the altar; the Evil God’s nightmare was violently ripped asunder. From the chasm within the nightmare, a small, golden hand emerged, imbued with the vast might of Divine Thought, and pressed down firmly upon the Evil God's head.
The immense pressure of the potent Divine Thought bore down upon the Evil God.
A youthful, crisp yet commanding voice gradually resonated, "Found you... little beast!"
"Your little master has come to claim you!"
Amidst a resplendent golden radiance, a manifestation of pure golden Dao descended.
The entirety of the Evil God's nightmare faltered, followed by the earth-shattering roars of demonic entities.
To dare press down upon the Divine Lord's head.
To dare address the Divine Lord as "little beast."
This was an act of utter blasphemy against the Divine Lord, an offense beyond any measure of forgiveness!
Not only the Evil God was incensed, its oppressive aura expanding like an abyss.
Even the demon monsters, at this precise moment, felt profoundly insulted, erupting into ear-splitting howls.
These countless furious roars born from malevolent thoughts converged, coalescing into a powerful tempest of them, sweeping outwards and causing the Evil God's entire nightmare to tremble incessantly.
Yet, such an intense surge of the Evil God's pressure, and such a roaring tide of monstrous rage, upon contact with the shimmering golden figure, instantly disintegrated, vanishing like mist, utterly incapable of causing even the slightest disturbance.
With a pale countenance, True Man Situ lifted his head, his gaze fixed upon the golden radiant figure standing upon the altar. Fear seized his heart:
Could such an entity exist in this world... capable of subjugating the Evil God?
"What precisely... is this divine being?"
True Man Situ intensified his focus.
Within the blinding golden light, he could not discern clearly, only sensing from the figure that it was a child, perhaps around ten years of age, exceptionally beautiful, with skin as fair as jade. Neither male nor female in appearance, resembling a celestial being. Golden light enveloped it like clothing, its Divine Thought as pure as crystal, dazzlingly clear, radiating magnificently, majestic yet forbidding to behold.
True Man Situ, upon this revelation, felt a profound sense of shame, as if witnessing a true deity, yet after a moment of observation, he was once again struck with bewilderment.
Why does it seem... somewhat familiar?
How could this be?
This nearly "divine" existence, why does it strike me as familiar?
True Man Situ’s brow furrowed in puzzlement.
At this very moment, Yu Er, sensing a familiar aura beneath the dazzling brilliance emanating from the golden radiant figure, perceived a faint glimmer of light returning to his previously
dull eyes:
"Brother Mo..."
From a distance, upon observing the unfamiliar yet oddly recognizable golden figure, Wenren Wan
experienced a jolt of shock, then whispered through tears:
"Mo Hua..."
These words reached True Man Situ's ears, and at first, he felt a sense of recognition, but then, after a brief pause, True Man Situ trembled.
Mo Hua??
This... can it be Mo Hua?!
Faint memories suddenly flooded back.
Once he left Li State City, the scenes he had desperately tried to bury resurfaced in his mind.
The young junior nephew of True Man Bai of the Bai Family.
The junior brother of the Bai Family's sibling pair, blessed with the Heavenly Spirit Root.
The youngest, and last, direct disciple.
The child who endured, even after Gui Tao's people maliciously planted demonic seeds in his Dao heart...
He was the one who once sought Mo Hua's guidance on how to establish the Foundation!
True Man Situ gasped, as if he had just heard the most unbelievable tale:
"This divine presence... is actually Mo Hua?"
"Is he... even truly a "person"?"
On the other side, with demonic Qi climbing towards the heavens and waves of malevolence surging like tsunamis, Mo Hua stood alone, subduing thousands of demonic beasts and even confronting the Evil God on equal footing.
The Evil God roared repeatedly in fury as Mo Hua's tiny golden hand pressed down upon its head.
Yet, Mo Hua's hand, immense as a mountain, pinned the Evil God's True Embryo. The newly formed entity, its power still unrecovered, could not break free.
Growing even more enraged, the Evil God's pupils suddenly turned black, as if awakening a divine ability. A potent evil thought coalesced between its horns, transforming into a dark, malevolent beam that shot towards Mo Hua.
Mo Hua merely swung his arm, deflecting the deadly strike.
The clash of evil intent and golden light created a violent explosion. Mo Hua was pushed back a step, and the Evil God's True Embryo seized this fleeting opportunity to escape his grasp.
Meanwhile, countless other demonic monsters howled and charged towards Mo Hua.
The potent demonic wraith Qi descended upon Mo Hua almost instantly. True Man Situ instinctively moved to cry out a warning, but then Mo Hua's eyes turned ice-cold. He raised his hand, and a brilliant fusion of gold and red light erupted, unleashing the Goldstone Cremation formation. The goldstone transformed into an imposing cage, and flames surged, forming a sea of fire that incinerated vast numbers of the accompanying demonic monsters.
Upon their demise, these demonic entities released copious amounts of vile, evil Qi, potent enough to corrupt a cultivator's Primordial Spirit. Yet, it couldn't touch Mo Hua in the slightest.
Suddenly, a captivating fragrance wafted through the air, and an elegant silhouette materialized.
A stunningly beautiful woman, exquisite and alluring, approached Mo Hua, her tempting red lips aiming for his cheek.
Mo Hua turned his head, his eyes blazing with golden light as he glanced at her. An ear-splitting shriek immediately erupted. The pink embryonic demon screamed, its true form revealed as its flesh decayed into a pile of white bones.
In the very next moment, the decayed demonic monster's tentacles lashed out, attempting to ensnare Mo Hua. However, within mere seconds, the golden light shattered the creature. The entire evil wraith form of the embryonic demon was sliced into fragments, then incinerated by Mo Hua's pointed fingers, a fireball erupting to consume it. The spider-faced demon's visage contorted, and it screeched at Mo Hua, imbuing its cries with terrifying grievances that pierced Mo Hua's eardrums.
Mo Hua appeared utterly unfazed. In response, he roared back at the spider demon. This roar echoed like a dragon's cry from the heavens, imbued with divine might that directly obliterated the spider demon's seven or eight human-like faces. Countless accompanying evil wraiths met their swift end under Mo Hua's casual, devastating attacks.
Even the three formidable embryonic demonic creatures couldn't withstand Mo Hua's overwhelming might.
What True Man Situ witnessed was an utterly pure, indisputable, brutal massacre of divine thought and power.
True Man Situ remained frozen in shock, his mind echoing with the same questions:
"Is this "human"?"
"Is this something a human can achieve?"
"Is all of this truly happening before my eyes? Or is it merely a hallucination preceding my death?"
