Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2383 Chapter 1086: Miracle_3

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Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
Mo Hua successfully extracted Yu Er from the abyss and escaped the pursuing Feathered Immortals. He sealed Yanluo Mountain behind him, leaving his pursuers trapped. The four Feathered Immortals, though injured, emerged from the abyss and learned from Mr. Tu that Mo Hua is not human but a vessel for a Fierce God. Realizing the danger, they agreed to set aside their differences and unite their Demon Path forces to prevent the Divine Lord from falling into enemy hands and to further their plans, which involve expanding a Blood Sacrifice Array to increase its power through mass slaughter.

"If the Qian Learning State Boundary is breached and Mount Qianlong's spiritual mines are seized, this whole land shall become a crucible for wicked intentions, with skies stained crimson by blood, obscuring the heavens..."

"By that time, the Divine Lord will unquestionably make his return."

"Naturally, prior to that, I shall employ the maze formation nexus of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation to persistently ascertain the Divine Lord's location, ensuring his swift return."

The Feather Transformation adept from Yin Corpse Valley offered a nod, stating, "Should the Qian Learning State Boundary fall, I intend to forge a Corpse City. The remains of the Vajra Sect and Longding Sect, those body refinement cultivators, will serve to nourish my Golden Corpse."

From the Demon Sword Sect, the elder's eyes gleamed with anticipation:

"My ambition is to erect a Sword Slave Mountain above the entrance of the Taixu Three Mountains, drawing upon the Sword Dao providence of Qian Learning's premier ancient sect to nurture the Demon Sword Sect's Ancient Demon Sword."

Mr. Tu responded with a simple, "Good."

Shangguan Wang's gaze sharpened, a cold edge creeping in as he declared, "My aspiration is to ascend as the Head of the Shangguan Family and establish a preeminent aristocratic family of the Demon Path."

Mr. Tu concurred once more, "Indeed."

Having reached a consensus, the four Feather Transformation cultivators departed Yanluo Mountain, appearing as if no significant event had transpired, and proceeded deeper into the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation.

Their objective was to continue the activation of the formation, thereby realizing their unresolved ambitions rooted in the Demon Path.

Should their endeavor prove successful, they would cement a Demon Path legacy that would endure for a millennium.

Even in the event of failure, they could still leverage the Blood Sacrifice Array to orchestrate a colossal slaughter, carving out a significant portion of the Qian Learning State Boundary for themselves.

Furthermore, if the Blood Sacrifice Array were to be dismantled, these Feather Transformation experts could effectuate a withdrawal, utilizing their acquired experience to disseminate the entire blood sacrifice methodology across the cultivation world. This would ensure that all living beings would come to comprehend the profound despair and terror orchestrated by the Divine Lord...

Though the Divine Lord had temporarily departed, his return was an inevitability.

The path to achieving monumental demonic accomplishments was invariably fraught with peril, and the future was undoubtedly shrouded in darkness.

Each individual was engrossed in their grand aspirations and intricate schemes.

However, after only a few steps, Mr. Tu's expression tensed. He suddenly sensed something amiss and inquired,

"Why has there been no discernible activity from the Qian Learning side?"

"They have all withdrawn," replied the elder from the Demon Sword Sect.

"Withdrawn?" Mr. Tu's pupils constricted, detecting an unusual undercurrent. "What reason could they have for retreating?"

The Feather Transformation adept from Yin Corpse Valley scoffed, commenting, "A contingent of officials from the Taoist Court amounts to little more than idle lapdogs. Those so-called righteous sects have devolved into corrupted entities; it is only natural for them to exhibit fear when confronted with a life-or-death struggle."

"When there is no glory or gain, they occupy their positions idly. Yet, when their interests are threatened, the Taoist Court transforms into rabid dogs," Mr. Tu mused, shaking his head. "The Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation strikes at their very core. There is no plausible reason for them to abandon it out of sheer apprehension; something peculiar must be occurring..."

The Feather Transformation adept from Yin Corpse Valley's gaze turned icy, posing the question, "Is the Qian Learning faction plotting a grand maneuver? Do they intend to strike us down in a single, decisive blow?"

"That possibility cannot be dismissed..." Mr. Tu's brow furrowed, a trace of apprehension flickering in his eyes. "However, one must not underestimate... the 'Ancestors' of the Qian Learning State Boundary; they represent the true bedrock of each sect and clan, their minds brimming with inscrutable stratagems..."

"Then..."

A sudden jolt ran through Mr. Tu, and he declared with grave solemnity, "Ensure all disciples of the Demon Gate remain vigilant and do not depart their posts..."

Mr. Tu's gaze quivered slightly. "I must investigate certain matters..."

...

Within the Qian Learning State Boundary, at the Sword Observation Tower.

A gathering of Heaven Void Ancestors surveyed the formidable Blood Sacrifice Array and the relentless crimson sea expanse on the horizon, their brows knitted in concern.

"So much time has elapsed, yet the situation remains placid. Why were we instructed to retreat from the Blood Sacrifice Array?"

"Those were the precise instructions given by True Man Situ."

"Could it be that True Man Situ is no longer truly 'True Man Situ'? Is there a chance he has been corrupted, and we are all ensnared in the Evil God's insidious plot?"

"The Evil God is an entity that dwells within Divine Thought, excelling at manipulating human hearts and minds, thus demanding constant vigilance..."

"When eradicating malevolence, thoroughness is paramount, and opportunities must not be squandered."

"Whether the Evil God has been truly slain and subdued remains unknown; it is not wise to rush into battle now."

"Our foundation, built over thousands, perhaps even ten thousand years, is at stake; we cannot afford to gamble it."

"Precisely because of our ten-thousand-year foundation, we must swiftly encircle and annihilate these remnants of the Demon Path. This will completely eradicate the malignant tumor of the Evil Path Great Formation, preventing any unforeseen developments."

"If the Blood Sacrifice Array is not dismantled soon, greater calamities will unfold, more cultivators will perish, and we will face severe repercussions when the Taoist Court demands an explanation."

An ancestor from the Heaven Void Sect scoffed, "The Taoist Court is likely anticipating a major misstep from the Qian Learning State Boundary, hoping to extend its influence here..."

"Enough, desist from such talk."

"Matters concerning the Evil God are shrouded in mystery; ultimately, only True Man Situ can shed light on them once he awakens..."

"That is the only viable course of action..."

...

Within the majestic hall of the Sword Observation Tower, a hushed atmosphere prevailed.

All the Heaven Void Ancestors bore deep concern etched upon their faces, yet they maintained an outward composure as they awaited.

After a period of patient waiting, the Heaven Void Ancestors, who had been in deep meditation, gradually opened their eyes, their gazes focusing on True Man Situ, who lay ensnared within the Seven Stars Formation.

A discernible surge of spiritual energy rippled through the chamber.

The severely wounded Primordial Spirit of True Man Situ, dormant for an extended slumber, finally stirred, and his eyes slowly fluttered open.

Elder Master Xun, who had been meticulously managing the Mystic Sky Beidou Seven Stars Formation to suppress the Blood Sacrifice Array, while simultaneously diverting a sliver of Starlight to nourish True Man Situ's Primordial Spirit, let out a subtle sigh of relief.

True Man Situ's visage remained pallid as bleached paper, yet his eyes now hinted at a returning brilliance.

Given the urgency of the situation, the ancestors exchanged only a few brief words of greeting before delving into the critical matters at hand:

"True Man Situ, what precisely transpired within the Evil God's nightmare?"

"What became of the Evil God True Embryo?"

"Why were our Qianxue cultivators compelled to depart from the Blood Sacrifice Array?"

"In the nightmare..." True Man Situ began to respond, but abruptly, his heart lurched with a forceful tremor, a sudden realization dawning upon him that he absolutely must refrain from mentioning the child, Mo Hua.