Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2371 Chapter 1082: Life Formation_3

"This... actually does hold some logic..."

"But what if True Man Situ genuinely has not been tainted by the Evil God, and all his words are indeed the truth? If we refuse to disengage, we might face complete destruction."

"This..."

The Heaven Void Ancestors from the various Qianxue Sects and clans present found themselves with furrowed brows, unable to reach a decision in that moment.

Even Elder Master Xun was not wholly certain of the course of action to take.

He produced his Compass, concentrated on the Heavenly secrets, formed hand seals, and attempted to unravel the threads of causality. However, after a short while, the Heavenly secrets remained shrouded in mystery.

It seemed that the present circumstances involved an excessive number of unknown causal strands, all interwoven into a chaotic knot. No matter how he divined, it was a tangled mess, and he simply could not perceive the ultimate outcome.

Elder Master Xun's frown deepened with each passing second.

At that precise juncture, Mo Hua's innocent and well-behaved countenance materialized in Elder Master Xun's thoughts.

Elder Master Xun let out a soft sigh, a pang of concern surfacing; yet, in the very next instant, he was jolted, a realization dawning upon him.

It wasn't that Mo Hua's image had appeared out of concern for the young man.

Rather, it was because causality itself had offered a subtle clue?

Could it be that Mo Hua had a part to play in this unfolding situation?

Elder Master Xun was inwardly astonished, and couldn't help but ponder, "Could it possibly be... that this young fellow Mo Hua is the very reason True Man Situ brought forth this news...?"

"Impossible...

"True Man Situ ventured into the very birthplace of the Evil God's nightmare – such a perilous, bewildering domain – how could Mo Hua possibly..."

Go there!

Elder Master Xun's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

Mo Hua would undoubtedly venture forth!

From his understanding of Mo Hua's inherent nature, the more perilous a location, the greater the likelihood this individual would brazenly head towards it and involve himself.

Indeed, certain dangers were, in themselves, instigated precisely because of Mo Hua's presence.

Mo Hua himself was akin to a 'fuse,' the very epicenter of peril – where danger lay, that was where he would deliberately venture.

With this thought solidifying, Elder Master Xun had no time for further deliberation; he made an immediate, decisive command and declared:

"Retreat!"

Every Heaven Void Ancestor present turned their gaze towards Elder Master Xun, surprise evident on their faces.

Elder Master Xun's expression was one of unwavering resolve as he stated, brooks no argument, "Retreat! We absolutely must retreat! Withdraw! The quicker, the better!" Everyone present continued to frown.

Elder Master Xun offered no explanation. "Should you fail to retreat, my Taixu Gate shall withdraw independently." With that, he didn't even await their assent, directly conjuring a Flying Sword and dispatching a message to the Taixu Sect Master:

"Instruct all members of Taixu Gate to disengage from the Blood Sacrifice Array with utmost urgency. This is an irrevocable directive. Expedite this withdrawal; no errors are permissible!"

The assembly of Heaven Void Ancestors watched on, a mixture of shock and indignation coloring their reactions.

A

Sect Ancestor acting with such unilateral authority and diverging from the collective – what

semblance of propriety did that represent?

However, in the subsequent moment, an awareness struck many of the deeply calculating Heaven Void Ancestors.

Elder Master Xun, being a fifth-grade Formation Master and an adept in the study of Heavenly Mechanism Causality, possessed foresight. Any action he took must have been meticulously premeditated; acting impulsively was utterly out of the question.

If even he was adamantly proceeding on his own course, this signified that the situation might indeed entangle some profoundly terrifying form of 'causality.'

"Elder Master Xun, your Taixu Gate's intention to abandon the battlefield at this critical juncture is quite the spectacle," the Sever Gold Sect Ancestor derided. "Do not presume that your withdrawal will compel our compliance..."

"Retreat!" the Vajra Sect Ancestor interjected decisively. "We too shall be withdrawing."

The Sever Gold Sect Ancestor's countenance darkened considerably.

Swiftly thereafter, a multitude of Heaven Void Ancestors from the Eight Great Gates voiced their accord.

"The Carefree Sect will also be withdrawing."

"Prudence dictates safety; my Purple Mist Sect shall likewise retreat..."

"My Gui Water Sect is also effectuating a withdrawal..."

...

These Sects, in normal circumstances, possessed only a limited grasp of Heavenly Mechanism Causality and would not have readily aligned with Taixu Gate's decision. Yet, the current circumstances were exceptional – life and death teetered on a knife's edge, and fortune and disaster were utterly unpredictable. Thus, once Elder Master Xun decisively committed, they engaged in brief contemplation before unequivocally following suit.

Before long, an ever-increasing number of Sect Ancestors assented to the notion of "retreat."

Following the Eight Great Gates, the Twelve Streams also declared their withdrawal.

Even the Longding Sect, one of the esteemed Four Great Sects, opted to disengage.

Numerous other hesitant Sects, observing the overwhelming consensus, likewise made the choice to "withdraw."

Even the Sever Gold Sect Ancestor, who had been the most vocal opponent, found himself unable to voice further objections upon witnessing this undeniable trend; with a suppressed expression, he grudgingly added from the rear:

"My Sever Gold Sect will also be withdrawing..."

Upon the issuance of the order to "retreat," considerable commotion and unrest rippled through the ranks of the various Sect Elders and Disciples.

With the Evil Demons presenting a clear and present danger, many Cultivators found themselves baffled by the decision to withdraw just as battle was imminent.

A portion even voiced their frustration and indignation, decrying the leadership of the Sects and aristocratic families as foolish and lacking in courage.

However, as the command originated from the Ancestors, even those harboring discontent had no recourse but to comply.

Thus, the Qianxue Cultivators, who had been relentlessly advancing moments before, suddenly turned and began to fall back.

The Demon Cultivators, their minds twisted by the influence of the Evil God's will and locked in desperate combat with the Righteous Dao, witnessed this maneuver and erupted in derisive laughter, unleashing taunts and condemnations. They branded the Righteous Cultivators as inept, scoffed at the Qianxue Sects as worthless, and labeled them as craven cowards fleeing without a fight. They boasted that the Qianxue state would inevitably fall under the dominion of the Demon Path, that all male Cultivators would be reduced to Blood slaves and Corpse Slaves, and all females would become mere playthings and Furnace Tripods, subject to their wanton cruelty, subjugation, humiliation, and exploitation...

The Cultivators of the various Qianxue Sects seethed with rage but were forced to suppress their fury.

The demonic entities of the Demon Path swelled with insufferable arrogance.

Meanwhile, deep within the confines of the Blood Sacrifice Array.

Atop the imposing altar within the Blood and Flesh Maze.

Mo Hua's eyes slowly fluttered open; a fleeting glint of golden light shot through his irises before they settled into a deep, profound gaze.

"Time is running short; I must depart sooner rather than later..."

Mo Hua first inclined himself to examine Yu Er, discerning that though she remained unconscious, her breathing was stable. The malevolent Qi that had marred her countenance began to gradually recede, her features returning to a state of innocence and purity, and the life force within her body showed signs of gradual restoration.

Evidently, the Divine Marrow was still exerting its benevolent effect.

A sigh of relief escaped Mo Hua as he then observed Yu Er's back.

There, etched upon her skin, was a nascent yet complete manifestation of the Green Dragon Formation Pattern, meticulously assembled from the flayed skins of others.

A sudden spark of comprehension ignited within Mo Hua's mind; he now understood the ultimate purpose behind the arduous efforts of Mr. Tu, deep within the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons. He realized that the Great Wilderness Dragon Map, for which Shen Tuao served as the crucial "Formation medium," had been painstakingly developed.

However, this was not the moment for such reflections. His immediate priority was to ensure Yu Er's safe extraction; the matter of the Dragon Map could be deferred.

Lifting Yu Er into his arms, Mo Hua suddenly paused, recognizing the unwieldy nature of the Great Wilderness sacred artifact suspended above him. After a brief contemplation, he proceeded to dismantle all components of the sacred artifact, retaining only the solitary Puxiu Tooth.

Mo Hua may not have possessed exceptional skill in refinement, but when it came to disassembly, he was remarkably adept.

Furthermore, he had already thoroughly scrutinized this Great Wilderness sacred artifact at an earlier juncture.

He was aware that the constituent parts of this Great Wilderness sacred artifact were, in essence, artificially "constructed" Divine Formation media; the Puxiu Tooth alone represented its core essence.

The Divine Soul of the Puxiu was intrinsically bound to that very Tooth.

After dismantling the sacred artifact and securing the Puxiu Tooth, Mo Hua fashioned a cord, attached it firmly, and draped it around his own neck.

Thus, the sacred artifact of the Great Wilderness Clan vanished, supplanted by a pendant fashioned from a Puxiu Tooth.

While the artifact rightfully belonged to the Great Wilderness, the Tooth pendant was now definitively his.

After all, within the pendant resided his comrade, "Puxiu," who had entered into a binding contract with him, and it also served to contain a recently subdued nascent Evil God.

From any perspective, this Tooth pendant should rightfully bear the mark of "Mo."

Having completed these preparations, Mo Hua was about to depart with Yu Er cradled in his arms when his gaze inadvertently fell upon something in the dimness, causing him to freeze in his tracks.

It was a statue of an Evil God, shrouded in shadow.

Adorned with a human visage, ram's horns, and a form of White Bone.

Its presence exuded an aura of grimness, reeking of blood, and inspiring terror, yet it was imbued with the unassailable majesty of a divine being.

Mo Hua's heart gave a powerful lurch; his very breath faltered for an instant. Then, his eyes began to gleam with an intense light, as if he had just stumbled upon a treasure he had desperately yearned for, day and night, and which had haunted his dreams. This is...

My Evil God statue!

My Lifebound Formation Map!