Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2366 Chapter 1081: Gui Tao

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Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
Mo Hua unleashes a powerful sword strike that cleaves the Evil God True Embryo in half. Although the Evil God is not killed, Mo Hua proceeds to slaughter and consume the weakened entity, a shocking act that terrifies True Man Situ.

Had anyone in this entire world actually... consumed the Evil God alive?

True Man Situ's mind went utterly blank, sensing that no story in existence could possibly be more absurd or horrifying than this one.

As for Mo Hua, who had just devoured the Evil God whole, his pupils instantly took on a sinister glare. His entire demeanor shifted dramatically, and tendrils of dark, gray evil Qi began to spread across his body like a virulent plague. However, this malevolent energy was forcibly subdued by his deep meditation and his pure, golden Divine Thought.

After bringing the invading evil Qi under control, Mo Hua turned his gaze toward True Man Situ.

His expression was one of pure innocence, yet possessed a profound dignity. He appeared as flawless and beautiful as a celestial being descended from the heavens, his golden radiance shining as resplendently as a divine entity.

Yet, the incredibly vivid memory of consuming the Evil God alive remained etched in his mind. Now, being looked upon by Mo Hua, True Man Situ's heart pounded violently, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

He found himself filled with a mixture of profound shock and sheer terror:

What exactly *was* this child now? A mortal, a god, or perhaps a demon?

How could he possibly have learned the Taixu Gate's legendary Godslaying Sword technique?

It had only been a decade since their last encounter. What profound Dao spells had this young prodigy managed to acquire, reaching such an astonishing, world-shattering level of power that could instill fear in both Ghosts and Gods alike...

But True Man Situ did not dare to voice these questions aloud.

Having personally witnessed the preceding events, even as the highly venerated Chief Elder of Mystery Valley, an esteemed Feathered Immortal with a cultivation base of immense depth, he found himself hesitant to speak freely when directing his Divine Thought towards someone like Mo Hua—an entity who now seemed to exist on a plane akin to both 'God and Demon'.

Furthermore, given the passage of time, True Man Situ was truly uncertain if Mo Hua could even still be classified as 'human'.

Did he still recall the threads of fate that had bound them together back in Li State City?

Consequently, under Mo Hua's piercing gaze, which was as clear and unreadable as glass, True Man Situ felt an inexplicable sense of unease and deep uncertainty.

Fortunately, after a few tense moments, Mo Hua's overwhelming golden aura began to recede. His imposing presence seemed to coalesce and withdraw, reverting him back into the image of an innocent child, complete with rosy lips and pearly teeth, his eyes clear and his features exquisitely picturesque. He offered True Man Situ a respectful bow, his voice ringing crisp and clear:

"Senior Situ, it has been a long time."

Upon observing Mo Hua's suddenly warm and endearing demeanor, True Man Situ felt as though an eternity had passed.

A moment later, he drew a deep, calming breath, and a tremendous weight seemed to lift from his heart, leaving him feeling entirely relaxed.

"Young friend, it has... it has indeed been a long time...

The immense pressure Mo Hua had exerted moments before was truly overwhelming. In a way, it surpassed even the terrifying aura of the Evil God.

After all, the Evil God had been 'eaten' by Mo Hua...

This thought sent a shiver of foreboding down True Man Situ's spine, and he stammered, "You..."

Mo Hua gently shook his head, replying, "Now is not the time for discussion."

There were simply too many things he could not explain, or perhaps, did not have the time to delve into.

"Senior Situ, please depart quickly. The nightmare realm of the Great Wilderness Evil Fetus is no place for lingering. Furthermore..."

Mo Hua's gaze sharpened slightly, and he urged with solemn gravity:

"Once you have safely left, you must undertake one critical task: Ensure that all cultivators within the Qian Learning State Boundary are swiftly evacuated from the operational zone of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation!"

"This directive is of the utmost importance; you must remember it precisely!"

Mo Hua's words carried the weight of absolute seriousness.

True Man Situ's expression turned exceedingly grave. He understood that Mo Hua was not speaking lightly, and he nodded with profound conviction, "Very well, I shall commit it to memory."

A sliver of relief seemed to wash over Mo Hua. He then turned his attention towards Wenren Wan, who stood beside him.

Wenren Wan's face was deathly pale, her spirit only just managing to stabilize. She gazed at Mo Hua, her eyes reddened with recent tears, and whispered, "Mo Hua..."

Mo Hua offered a gentle smile, seeking to comfort her: "Aunt Wan, I gave you my promise. I will absolutely ensure Yu Er's safety and well-being."

A profound warmth bloomed within Wenren Wan's heart, and her eyes brimmed anew with tears.

The fears, anxieties, sorrow, and despair that had tormented her in recent days seemed to gradually fade away with Mo Hua's bright, reassuring smile.

Mo Hua continued, his voice steady: "Aunt Wan, you and Senior Situ should leave this place first. I will take Yu Er and see her back."

Wenren Wan looked at Mo Hua, tears still glistening in her eyes, her gaze filled with palpable worry for both Mo Hua and Yu Er. However, in the end, all her concerns transformed into unwavering trust.

Wenren Wan pursed her lips, and gave a single, decisive nod.

True Man Situ hesitated for a considerable period before suddenly speaking:

"Mo Hua, I... I have an unreasonable request to make..."

Mo Hua appeared somewhat taken aback by this unexpected statement, but he nodded gently, "Senior Situ, please do speak."

True Man Situ paused for a brief moment, then let out a deep, resigned sigh. He pointed towards the scattered Primordial Spirits of various Divine Thought Cultivators lying on the ground—spirits that had been grievously gnawed upon by Demonic Monsters, severely damaged, and heavily tainted, bringing them to the absolute brink of destruction. He then posed his question to Mo Hua:

"Can you... can you save them?"

This perilous expedition had comprised fourteen Divine Thought Cultivators. While each might have harbored their own selfish intentions, when faced with such grave danger, they had pressed forward relentlessly, risking their lives countless times over. They had dared to invade the Evil God's nightmare, ultimately slaying the nascent Evil God.

Witnessing his fellow cultivators bravely battle the Evil God's might, their Divine Souls teetering on the brink of annihilation while he alone fought for survival, True Man Situ couldn't help but be overcome with guilt and regret.

Though his Primordial Spirit was immensely weakened, and the Six Yang Red Gold Cup lay shattered, his life had at least been preserved.

But the others...

A somber expression settled upon True Man Situ's face.

Mo Hua, too, knitted his brows.

While he excelled at dispatching and consuming Divine Thoughts, the task of rescuing other cultivators' Primordial Spirits was something entirely outside his purview.

However...

These individuals had arrived to protect Yu Er.

Furthermore, in such a perilous predicament, they had risked everything to venture into a nightmare teeming with Demon Wraiths, confronting the Evil God, even as their own Primordial Spirits neared extinction. Mo Hua's heart swelled with genuine respect for their sacrifice.

In every conceivable way, he felt compelled to act.

But what action could he possibly take?

Mo Hua turned his gaze toward the ground, observing countless Primordial Spirits, ranging from Feathered to Heaven Void realms, all oppressed by the Evil God's divine dominion. Their cultivation levels had plummeted, their spiritual bodies tainted by various malevolent and corrupt Laws, their Divine Thoughts decomposing until only a tenth of their Primordial Spirit remained. He found the situation exceedingly dire, his brows furrowing even more intensely.

"The damage is far too extensive..."

"Moreover, the corruption runs too deep, making them practically beyond recovery..."

"To save them..."