The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2279: Demon Valley (part 2)

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Previously on The Quest for Immortality...
In the Formation Core Hall, Mo Hua secured the area, cleansed lingering Evil Qi, and rapidly inventoried the spoils from slain Evil Formation Masters. He expertly sorted usable Spirit Stones and Pills for the sect disciples to recover strength, while discarding corrupted Evil artifacts and techniques. Stunned by his proficiency with Evil Path items, the elites followed his instructions amid growing suspicion of his background. Mo Hua then studied the Great Formation's core structure, sketching its patterns as curious disciples peeked with tingling scalps.

The script looked chaotic, the layout intricate, and the designs cryptic, profoundly abstract.

A lone formation pattern could be grasped by them, clearly identified as Second Grade, yet assembled together, it transformed into an incomprehensible Heavenly Scripture, leaving them utterly clueless about the purpose of any stroke or motif...

"Is this the realm of a Formation powerhouse..."

Gazes fixed on Mo Hua, everyone harbored deep inner shock.

Outwardly, all seemed human, yet their minds clearly hailed from different "realms."

Ordinary folks simply couldn't, and shouldn't, decipher these "abstract" formation patterns.

Disciples of the Ten Thousand Formations Sect, steeped in formations and certified as Second Grade Formation Masters, still felt their minds reel and chests tighten upon scrutinizing the casual strokes and lines Mo Hua had sketched.

In that instant, profound self-doubt surged within them.

Doubting if they had truly delved into formations at all...

Doubting if they had genuinely earned their Second Grade Formation Master assessments...

Why did this evident Second Grade formation diagram appear so alien and baffling before their eyes?

"Are formations sketched in this manner?"

"Were the formations we studied previously all illusions?"

During the earlier sword discourse, such sensations hadn't struck so deeply.

Yet now, seated beside Mo Hua, witnessing him probe formations—particularly the essences of Large Formations—the shock hit like thunder, minds scorched.

Countless onlookers reeled in awe, hearts unable to settle for ages...

Thus, time drifted onward.

Mo Hua immersed himself utterly, dissecting the Evil Path Great Formation.

He skipped over the evil array's core, methodically refining the pivot's framework bit by bit.

Its broad contours, akin to a tree's sprawling branches, emerged on the Formation Paper under Mo Hua's wild yet insightful strokes.

The Large Formation's primary architecture sharpened within Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness.

Yet as computations progressed, Mo Hua’s forehead creased deeper.

"Impossible to compute fully?"

The deduced formation, centered on his present spot as pivot, radiated outward, capturing much of Yanluo Mountain's expansive array framework.

However, this segment failed to loop into a complete pivot cycle.

Thus, Yanluo Mountain's Large Formation formed only a fragment of the full Evil Path Great Formation.

The true Evil Path Great Formation dwarfed Mo Hua's prior estimates in scale.

Even Yanluo Mountain served merely as a "composite formation segment" in the grand Evil Path Great Formation.

This stretched beyond Mo Hua's prior encounters with large formations.

It diverged utterly from the First Grade Five Elements Slaughter Demon Great Formation he had once built.

"No surprise it nears Third Grade Large Formation status..."

Mo Hua let out a faint sigh.

Despite his exceptional Divine Sense talent and formation expertise, grasping it proved gruelingly tough.

Mo Hua leafed through the Evil Formation Master's "scraps," spotting a phrase on a tattered ancient formation diagram shard:

"Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice."

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.

"Does this name the Large Formation? Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation..."

Those terms exuded ancient, colossal malevolence, reeking of gore and savagery.

Desolate Heaven Blood "Sacrifice"...

The emphasis likely lay on "Sacrifice," rendering such a ritual array distinct from typical large formations, surpassing his formation realm knowledge...

Mo Hua's brows knit ever tighter.

He grasped that he had still lowballed this Evil Path Great Formation's might.

Far vaster and more convoluted than envisioned.

Furthermore, it concealed profounder formation enigmas, uncrackable via superficial scans like a single traversal or pivot reverse-engineering from patterns...

Mo Hua persisted patiently in his analysis a while longer.

The Large Formation's silhouette crystallized sharper in his thoughts.

But progress halted there.

The gathered Evil Formation Diagrams from the Evil Formation Master no longer sufficed for deeper delving.

Subconsciously, Mo Hua recalled the four Golden Core Evil Formation Masters in the hidden pivot chamber, toasting with twisted gazes.

These four Golden Core Evil Formation Masters gripped vital core pivots and surely held deeper Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation secrets.

"Slay them, ransack them, then probe the classified formation pivots myself?"

Temptation stirred in Mo Hua, yet after brief reflection, he quelled his killing urge.

Third Grade Golden Core marked a vast realm leap, a new cultivation domain.

Yanluo Mountain as Third Grade turf meant Golden Core powerhouses there—Evil Formation Masters especially—faced no Heavenly Dao suppression. They unleashed full cultivation, wielding sinister evil Third Grade formations to horrifying effect.

This being their Evil Formation Master bastion amplified the threat.

Four Golden Core Evil Formation Masters no less...

Mo Hua shrank from the gamble.

Though commanding hundreds of Qianxue’s Heavenly Pride disciples now, bolstered by his Divine Thought sword, he might fell those four in battle.

Yet casualties would mount inevitably.

Precise toll hinged on tactics, fortune, and those four's exact cultivation and tricks.

Critically, Mo Hua had shied from overt spying on the four Evil Formation Masters out of caution, blind to their precise realms.

Early Golden Core for them? Manageable.

Mid-to-late Golden Core among one or two? Disaster loomed.

In outright clash, droves of Heavenly Pride disciples from various sects could perish.