Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2392 Chapter 1089: Retribution for Sin

Outside Yanluo Mountain, on the path leading towards the Qian Learning State Boundary.

Mo Hua paused, casting a glance over his shoulder.

He observed the meticulously planned triple reverse transformation, painstakingly designed by him, shattering and dissolving piece by piece.

The Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, a colossal array spanning nine entire state boundaries, completely unraveled.

A desolate darkness, an encompassing power of extinction, engulfed the heavens and the earth. Countless demon wraiths and demon cultivators were annihilated as insignificant as a thousand ants, reduced to black dust and utter devastation. The souls of the fallen swarmed the sky and land, the scale of the massacre as profound and boundless as the sea.

Even Mo Hua himself was deeply affected by the spectacle.

This method of "disintegration," exploiting the critical nexus where spiritual power and malevolent energy converged, sprung from his celestial secret calculation abilities, which harmonized strategy with subterfuge. It also stemmed from his profound comprehension of the righteous and demonic flux, alongside his grasp of spiritual interchange.

He remained uncertain about the array's ultimate efficacy post-disintegration.

After all, this was his inaugural attempt at dismantling the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation.

This very act served as his initial "test run."

The outcome left him in a state of near disbelief.

Indeed, the myriad complex shifts observed, where forces of righteousness and depravity merged, opposed, permeated, transformed, and ultimately detached… captivated Mo Hua's attention, momentarily leaving him lost in thought.

A nascent comprehension of the two fundamental laws governing the Dao of Heaven and Earth began to dawn from the depths of Mo Hua's heart.

Mo Hua's pupils, clear and shimmering with myriad colors, betrayed a profound yearning for the Great Dao.

And precisely at this juncture, a terrifying yet familiar aura emanated from the distant horizon.

A bolt of scarlet lightning descended from the heavens, striking deep into the formation, directly obliterating four figures and extinguishing four vital lifelines.

Mo Hua's expression underwent a seismic shift.

Tribulation Thunder!

"The tribulation thunder annihilated Elder Tu and the others?!"

"Did my formation's disintegration push Elder Tu and the others to their demise?"

"I… caused the deaths of four Feather Transformation cultivators?"

Mo Hua inhaled sharply, a chill coursing through him, still grappling with disbelief.

Such immense power! Back then, at Dry Wood Cliff, by planting a devil in the Dao heart, his uncle had only managed to force the deaths of three Feather Transformation cultivators.

Now, with a single maneuver, he had caused the demise of four, surpassing even his uncle. This was certainly not something to be ashamed of.

However, Mo Hua's brows gradually knitted together, his expression becoming somber:

"Something feels amiss..."

According to his calculations, this triple disintegration was intended, at most, for "destroying the formation and eradicating all evidence," along with "silencing witnesses."

It was meant to erase any trace of his "involvement" in the Evil Path Great Formation and dismantle the formation itself.

Furthermore, it was designed to eliminate all demon cultivators privy to his participation within the formation, even cremating their remains.

Yet, these measures were only effective against those below the "Feather Transformation" realm.

He himself was merely at the Foundation Establishment stage. Given the vast chasm in cultivation, he could not possibly "murder" a true cultivator at the Feather Transformation realm.

From the outset, he hadn't even entertained the slightest hope of trapping Elder Tu and his companions.

As long as the Blood Sacrifice Formation was gone, the demon cultivators below the Golden Core stage were dead, the crisis in the Qianxue State Boundary was averted, and no innocent cultivators perished, Mo Hua would have been content.

But now, Elder Tu and his associates had actually perished during the disintegration of the Blood Sacrifice Formation, an occurrence that was rather unexpected.

Mo Hua was perplexed.

While the disintegrating force was potent, its tier should have been too low to dispatch Feather Transformation cultivators.

Had they turned on each other, pushed to their limits, employing cultivation techniques beyond the Third Grade, thereby incurring divine retribution from the Heavenly Dao?

Or, weakened by the disintegration's onslaught, had they instinctively attempted to flee the Blood Sacrifice Formation using Feather Transformation's aerial abilities, consequently triggering the Heavenly Dao Laws' restrictions and being annihilated by the tribulation thunder?

Mo Hua found both possibilities plausible, yet both also seemed somewhat improbable and failed to fully align.

Then…

Mo Hua's pupils constricted minutely.

"Could there have been another party, secretly intervening, compelling Elder Tu and the others to self-destruct?"

"Or was someone… orchestrating their actions?"

The moment this thought surfaced, an icy dread permeated Mo Hua's heart.

An unsettling shadow cast itself upon his mind.

Mo Hua furrowed his brow, his gaze clouded with uncertainty, and after a brief pause, he sighed inwardly:

"It's best we depart… what needed to be done is accomplished, and this is not a place to linger. Moreover…"

Mo Hua lifted his gaze, casting a glance at the Blood Sacrifice Formation. The demon cultivators stood frozen in terror, utterly still, exuding an aura of annihilation that sent a shiver down his spine.

He too felt a sense of unease, acknowledging that he had taken too many lives this time around.

A chilling premonition settled upon him.

With Yu Er on his back, Mo Hua continued to put distance between himself and Third Grade Yanluo Mountain, making his way towards the Qianxue State Boundary.

After some time had passed, a faint murmur reached his ears. Mo Hua turned his head, observing that Yu Er, whom he carried, was slowly stirring awake.

"Brother… Mo?"

Yu Er's voice still carried a residue of her recent fear.

"Mm," Mo Hua responded with a gentle nod and a warm smile.

Feeling a measure of reassurance wash over her, Yu Er softly inquired, "Where are we now? And those fiends…"

"It's fine," Mo Hua murmured, his voice gentle as he continued to walk, "We are safe now, and every one of those fiends is dead."

"Dead…?"

Yu Er blinked in astonishment, only then truly grasping the profound silence that enveloped them, the world appearing muted and subdued.

Turning her head, she witnessed the spectacle of the formation's self-destruction and the crumbling mountains in their wake. Her jaw dropped, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"Brother Mo, this is…"

"They met their demise due to their own wicked deeds, eradicated by a kindhearted passerby who acted as an instrument of heaven's will."

"A passerby… kindhearted brother?"

"Indeed," Mo Hua affirmed with a nod, adding, "An unknown brother, at that."

Yu Er gazed at Mo Hua, seemingly lost in thought, and then nodded slowly.

"So…" Mo Hua looked at Yu Er, his expression tender, and spoke in a low tone, "It's all over now. The nightmare has ended."

Yu Er's innocent eyes flickered, shimmering with unshed tears, like the gentle arrival of spring rain.

"I will escort you back to your mother," Mo Hua promised softly.