Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2377 Chapter 1084: Holding the Emperor Hostage (Part 3)

How could it be that Brother Mo... is strangling me?

He...

Yu Er knitted his brows, a realization dawning instantly.

"Oh, Brother Mo is about to play another trick..."

Yu Er blinked; while he personally did not wish to deceive, he also didn't want to impede Brother Mo's scheme, nor could he possibly expose him:

"What shall I do?"

At that precise moment, Mo Hua felt his neck being gently embraced by Brother Mo once more, yet the touch was soft, warm, and the grip caused no pain. Then, Mo Hua heard:

"Your Divine Lord is currently within my grasp..."

"He has only just descended, in the process of merging with this fleshly vessel. His consciousness is akin to that of an infant. It will not be long now before he fully integrates and truly enters this world. At that time, the very first being he beholds will be me, and he will undoubtedly recognize me as kin..."

Yu Er was taken aback, then suddenly enlightened, grasping that this was Brother Mo's way of reminding him of his current "persona."

He is a newly born Divine Lord.

He has yet to fully manifest in the world, his consciousness like that of an "infant."

An infant...

"I understand."

Yu Er gave a slight nod, his gaze then turned vacant, his expression dazed, as though just awakening from a terrifying nightmare, utterly oblivious to all and everyone around him.

Witnessing this, Mo Hua was secretly delighted, inwardly commending Yu Er's acuity.

This child had been with him for such a considerable duration, he truly possessed insight and was remarkably in sync with him.

Close to the Mo, thus darker.

A dark-hearted dark.

Meanwhile, Mr. Tu's expression faltered, suspecting nothing untoward.

For the instant Yu Er's eyes fluttered open, he genuinely felt an internal tremor, an overwhelming urge to prostrate himself in adoration.

This sensation confirmed that, within Yu Er, the Divine Lord had indeed stirred.

Even now, a faint essence of the "Evil God" seemed to envelop Yu Er.

However, he remained uncertain about the current state of the Divine Lord's "existence."

The Divine Lord appeared to be both nascent and ephemeral, his aura flickering inconsistently.

But if Mo Hua's explanation held true – that after the Divine Lord's birth, he was in a state of merging with the Divine Fetus – then everything aligned perfectly.

Indeed, the process of merging would naturally obscure cause and effect, resulting in a faint aura.

Once the fusion was complete, the Divine Lord would truly "open his eyes" and survey a world rich with the offerings of flesh and blood.

This realization sent an uncontrollable surge of excitement through Mr. Tu.

Subsequently, his countenance hardened, and he declared inwardly:

"We absolutely must not permit the Divine Lord to fall into the clutches of that ferocious deity from Taixu Gate; should the Divine Lord be misled and mistake foe for kin, it would irrevocably shatter all my meticulously laid plans spanning millennia."

His unwavering devotion to the Great Wilderness God Master caused his very bloodline to surge with fervor.

Mr. Tu's gaze fixed upon Mo Hua, his eyes burning with palpable killing intent:

"Release the Divine Lord at once. The Divine Lord is a being of supreme nobility, not some castaway deity for you to lay your hands upon."

Mo Hua, however, simply pinched Yu Er's delicate, pale cheek and retorted with a sneer, "And what if I do choose to lay my hands upon him?"

Mr. Tu felt his lifelong faith profoundly desecrated, a burning anger consuming him, his entire being writhing with malevolent energy.

Yet, even as Mr. Tu seethed with fury, Mo Hua's mind suddenly darted about, spotting Shangguan Wang in the vicinity. His eyes instantly gleamed, and he pointed a finger:

"Shangguan Wang!"

Shangguan Wang was taken aback.

To be singled out and directly addressed by a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator from such a vantage point, he ought to have felt indignant. However, the Mo Hua before him now exuded a mysterious aura, his gaze was deep and enigmatic, and every action and word differed drastically from his past behavior.

It was as if a more formidable "entity" resided within him, an entity that even Mr. Tu regarded with considerable apprehension.

This unsettling presence compelled Shangguan Wang to refrain from acting rashly or plotting petty schemes.

Mo Hua issued a direct command:

"You! Go and vanquish Mr. Tu. Once the Divine Lord is reborn and his will fully awakens, I shall bestow upon you merits and eternal immortality!"

The blessing of the Divine Lord, eternal life!

Shangguan Wang stood stunned, his eyes rapidly turning crimson with desire.

Yet, the prospect of actually eliminating Mr. Tu gave him pause.

Mo Hua offered him no time for deliberation, instead turning his attention towards the Feather Transformation adepts from Yin Corpse Valley and Demon Sword Sect, stating:

"Should you succeed in slaying Mr. Tu, I can also implore the Divine Lord to grant you everlasting life."

"This opportunity presents itself but once."

"There can only be one true servant of the Divine Lord."

"Whoever strikes down Mr. Tu shall be that singular servant, enjoying the Divine Lord's blessings exclusively and receiving adoration from thousands of faithful followers."

The Featherization Old Demons from Yin Corpse Valley and Demon Sword Sect exchanged troubled glances, also hesitant to commit to immediate action.

As seasoned strategists, having lived for countless years, how could Mo Hua's few carefully chosen words easily incite them?

Mo Hua let out a cold sneer, continuing to press his advantage:

"Do not blame me for failing to warn you; the immense fortune bestowed by the Divine Lord is a fleeting chance."

"If you carry out my order to 'Cull the King's faction and eradicate traitors,' whether you succeed in dispatching Mr. Tu or not, I shall not hold you accountable."

"However, should you remain idle and merely spectate, do not harbor resentment towards me later..."

Mo Hua let out a cold sneer, his voice laced with ice and malice:

"Before long, once the Divine Lord fully integrates with the Divine Fetus and his consciousness awakens, I shall inform the Divine Lord of your insufficient loyalty, your wavering faith, your defiance of his decrees, and even your collusion with Mr. Tu for personal gain, thereby betraying the Divine Lord."

"By then, even if you have reached the Feather Transformation stage, the Divine Lord will extract your Primordial Spirit, mete out severe retribution, and you shall be consumed by the myriad malevolent spirits within the Three Thousand Black Mountains, your Primordial Spirit utterly annihilated, ending in a most ignominious demise..."

With his right hand gripping Yu Er's throat, Mo Hua presented a menacing visage, akin to a treacherous official exploiting imperial authority to threaten powerful vassals.

The Old Demons of Feather Transformation from Yin Corpse Valley and the Demon Sword Sect felt vexed, yet also a touch apprehensive.

The Great Wilderness Evil God, infamous and dreaded.

And when this Evil God descended, the terrifying aura was indeed perceptible to these Feather Transformation cultivators.

To serve a monarch is perilous, akin to accompanying a tiger.

Even more so when serving a deity.

Furthermore, the Divine Lord they venerated was, in truth, an Evil God, notorious for his merciless bloodlust.

If a detestable "villain" held a position of high trust beside the Divine Lord, these Feather Transformations might not fare well.

Naturally, there was also the possibility that Mo Hua was attempting to deceive them.

Yet this young man, capable of "holding the Divine Lord hostage," was undoubtedly formidable and not to be trifled with.

The Feather Transformation Old Demons from the Demon Sword Sect and Yin Corpse Valley, after a moment of deliberation, a flash of knowing intent in their eyes, proceeded to crack open a coffin, unleashing a Golden Corpse, while another lifted the seal on a Sword Box, summoning forth a Demon Sword. Together, they launched an assault upon Mr. Tu.

Mr. Tu's eyes turned bloodshot, his heart seething with curses.

Within the grand hall, the three cultivators at the Feather Transformation stage engaged in a furious exchange, their techniques sinister, vicious, and deadly, as Corpse Qi, Sword Qi, and Blood Qi intertwined in a chaotic maelstrom.

After a period of intense combat, the battle raged fiercely, the situation remaining precarious.

Observing this turn of events, Mo Hua shifted his gaze to Shangguan Wang, his voice low and chilling:

"Elder Shangguan... escort me and the Divine Lord out of here, and I shall absolve you of all past transgressions. I will appoint you as the Divine Lord's sole personal 'attendant,' bestowing upon you the Divine Lord's favor and ensuring your eternal well-being. Even if your mortal form perishes, your Divine Soul shall endure..."