Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2372 Chapter 10083: Religious Con Men

Mo Hua's heart throbbed violently.

This Ancient Wilderness Formation Map, crafted from ancient, peculiar patterns originating from the Abyssal Swamp in the vast Barbaric Wilderness, had been refined by the Great Wilderness Witch and subsequently sealed by the Shen Tu royal family. It was concealed within a white bone statue of an Evil God, a creature with a human face and a goat's head...

This was the information imparted to Mo Hua by the Second Elder of the Demon Sect, also known as the Great Wilderness Witch, just before his demise.

Now, Mo Hua found himself deep within the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, precisely at the epicenter of the Blood and Flesh Maze, standing on the very altar where the true form of the Evil God would descend.

This altar, moreover, was the Evil God's forbidden territory, a place mortals were strictly prohibited from entering.

Even Mr. Tu himself might hesitate to set foot on this sacred ground, fearing any act that could desecrate his Divine Lord.

Consequently, the goat-headed, white bone Evil God statue before him was almost certainly the one the Second Elder had spoken of, harboring the legendary Ancient Wilderness Formation Map.

Time was of the essence, and any delay was unthinkable.

"If this chance slips by, I may never encounter such an opportunity again in this lifetime…"

Without a second thought, Mo Hua swiftly ascended the white bone Evil God statue. He unleashed his Divine Sense, meticulously and thoroughly scrutinizing every inch of the statue, both inside and out.

The Evil God statue still emanated the terrifying pressure once wielded by the Great Wilderness Evil God.

However, Mo Hua had already subdued and imprisoned the Evil God's "Crown Prince," rendering the residual pressure inconsequential to him.

Treating the blood-stained, ominous white bone Evil God statue as mere plaything, Mo Hua subjected it to intense examination and research. Finally, his persistence yielded results. Within the statue's head, he detected a peculiar energy.

This energy was faint, profound, and elusive to the point of being undetectable by ordinary means.

It appeared to be shielded by a meticulously laid Divine Way 'cause and effect' imposition, effectively concealing its underlying secrets.

This technique, bordering on 'Divine Concealment,' was remarkably sophisticated.

Had Mo Hua not possessed the status of a "Demigod," with his mastery of Divine Thought Taoism and his extraordinary innate abilities? Having learned the Heaven Yan Jue and perfected the Heavenly Secret Calculation, coupled with a keenly sensitive Divine Sense and an exceptional intuition for cause and effect, not to mention having previously received crucial insights from the Second Elder –

Without these combined advantages, he would never have uncovered the ancient, world-altering secret concealed within the head of this Evil God statue.

And now, this very secret was on the cusp of being within his grasp.

The Lifebound Formation Map for Core Formation was also beckoning him closer.

Filled with excitement, Mo Hua eagerly climbed atop the Evil God statue's head. He focused his Divine Sense with precision, meticulously scanning the area, and indeed discovered several minute cracks on the back of the goat-headed, white bone structure. Peering into these cracks, he found a dark cavity leading directly into the statue's skull, within which lay hidden obscure causes and effects.

An ancient and formidable energy pulsed subtly from within the darkness.

Mo Hua pressed his face against the Evil God's skull, extending his hand into the recesses of the statue's head, searching for anything he could retrieve.

At that precise moment, a disturbance occurred within the hall.

A mass of flesh, previously mangled beyond recognition by both monster cultivators and demon cultivators, began to quiver. It then slowly reshaped itself, drawing in the surrounding blood to reform into a tall, gaunt, deathly pale human figure, eerily resembling a demon monster.

Once the humanoid form materialized, its aura was weak, its complexion ashen, exuding an unnerving stillness. Then, its features contorted, revealing a distinctly human face.

It was the face of Mr. Tu.

His blood offering ritual had been disrupted by Mo Hua.

The Soul Lamp had been extinguished by Mo Hua, inflicting a severe backlash upon his Divine Soul.

Furthermore, his physical body had been grotesquely dismembered by frenzied demon cultivators, instigated by Mo Hua's "Planting Devil in Taoist Heart" technique.

By all accounts, he had sustained grievous injuries.

Yet, despite such devastation, he had not perished.

Having undergone a 'Feather Transformation' and long since shedding his mortal form to become a demon monster, he had offered his entire being to the Great Wilderness Evil God, making it impossible for him to simply die.

Due to the profound damage inflicted upon both his flesh and Divine Soul, his Divine Sense had been severely impaired.

Nevertheless, his life force was exceptionally resilient. After a period of recuperation, he had finally recovered, his Divine Sense gradually returning, allowing him to temporarily reconstruct his physical form.

Mr. Tu's death-gray, demon-like eyes finally flickered open.

But the next instant, he froze, his being seized by an inexplicable wave of shock and fury.

The area was strewn with blood and flesh, interspersed with severed limbs.

Hundreds of demon cultivators lay dead, each meeting a gruesome and horrifying end, as if subjected to unimaginable torture.

The hall was saturated with malevolent thoughts, fear, and despair.

For a fleeting moment, Mr. Tu almost believed he was not within the Blood Sacrifice Hall, but traversing the desolate Wilderness of Purgatory.

"What transpired while I was gone?!"

"Why have all the demon cultivators met their end?"

"How did they perish? Who was responsible for their demise?"

"Who extinguished my Soul Lamp?"

"Who dares to sabotage my grand scheme?"

Mr. Tu's eyes flew open, his dark brown irises bulging, a tempest of fury and bewilderment swirling within them.

In the ensuing moments, his rage ebbed, and a semblance of reason returned. Mr. Tu then abruptly registered the presence of another individual still within the hall!

"Who goes there?!"

Mr. Tu's head snapped up, his gaze piercing like a honed blade, fixing upon Mo Hua atop the altar. Suddenly, his pupils constricted, a wave of profound shock overwhelming him.

Mo Hua?!

This brat is alive?!

The blood sacrificial dagger was meant to seal his physical form.

The Holy Artifact of the Wilderness was intended to bind his Divine Soul.

He had even dispatched four Golden Core Demons, issuing strict orders that the moment the Divine Lord awakened, they were to sever Mo Hua's head with a guillotine, grafting his Sea of Consciousness and skull onto his newly formed monstrous body.

Such formidable seals, such stringent surveillance, how could this mere Foundation Building Cultivation youngster have survived?

How could he possibly be alive?

It was inconceivable! Utterly impossible!

Mr. Tu's heart churned like a violent storm; it took several profound breaths before he slowly grasped Mo Hua's ongoing actions, finally comprehending what the youth was attempting.

An inferno of wrath ignited within his chest, Mr. Tu's eyes immediately blazed crimson, his head pounded, and his chest felt as though it would suffocate.