The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2285: The Great Battle (part 2)

Gu Changhuai places his trust in Mo Hua.

After enduring numerous trials, Xia Canonical Official also trusts Mo Hua completely.

Gu Changhuai wore a resolute expression while rising steadily to his full height, declaring, "Then this matter is settled."

"The burden shall fall on Xia Canonical Official and myself. We will craft an assault strategy using this Formation Diagram."

"Gather all forces, sparing no expense, to rescue every disciple from the sects in Qianxue as swiftly as possible!"

"Very well!"

"We shall proceed exactly as Supervisor Gu directs."

The Taoist Court launched into fervent preparations without delay.

Soon after, Mo Hua shared extra precise details with Gu Changhuai, then remarked:

"The formation mountain terrain map is a basic model I sketched from the Formation Core; it ought to be largely correct, though slight terrain discrepancies may exist. Uncle Gu, please examine it closely."

Gu Changhuai responded, "I got it, stay safe."

Mo Hua inquired, "Any issues?"

Gu Changhuai answered curtly with, "Don’t worry."

Mo Hua gave a nod.

Uncle Gu always handles tasks dependably.

Given Qianxue’s prodigies, the Taoist Court prioritizes this naturally, with ample manpower and resources available—yet they were stalled by ignorance of the foe’s layout.

With the map now delivered, Uncle Gu will surely chart the right course.

Mo Hua stepped back as a "hands-off overseer," feeling a wave of relief wash over him.

A true gentleman adapts smoothly; he excels at leveraging outside aid.

Mastering when to request assistance—and having allies eager to provide it—proves a vital talent.

In truth, the Taoist Court frets over this far more intensely than he does.

With plans finalized, Mo Hua instructed the group:

"Secure the hall properly; I’ve summoned the Taoist Court to extract us."

Taixu Gate disciples showed no astonishment.

Disciples from other sects sighed in relief, inwardly admiring Mo Hua’s audacious flair—trapped within an "isolated" Large Formation, yet capable of summoning external aid.

Next, Mo Hua assigned roles to those gathered.

Thereafter, calm prevailed as all awaited developments quietly.

Mo Hua settled into meditation to restore his Divine Sense, though his thoughts swirled with lingering questions.

Chief among them: "Mr. Tu."

To date, no trace of Mr. Tu had appeared.

"Why is that?"

"Has Mr. Tu left Yanluo Mountain?"

"Is he locked in combat with Taoist Court forces or powerhouses from Great Families and sects?"

"Or does he harbor a deeper plot, scheming anew?"

Among the Evil God’s underlings, does Mr. Tu rank as the mightiest cultivator?

Are additional Feather Transformation Realm Demon Cultivators present?

Could Heaven Void Ancestor-tier experts lurk, sworn secretly to the Great Wilderness Evil God?

Does this Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation reveal all its facets as observed?

Beyond Yanluo Mountain, might a primary Formation Pivot hide elsewhere?

Precisely where does the true formation eye reside...?

...

The deeper Mo Hua delved, the more he sensed concealed mysteries beyond his grasp.

Confined to a mere fragment of the Blood Sacrifice Array, the broader scope eluded him, thwarting any probe.

Furthermore, Qianxue’s disciples weighed as a "liability" upon him.

Leaving them behind gnawed at his conscience.

As Mo Hua mulled these over, the Taoist Court—often chided for "overstaffing idle roles," "bureaucratic drag," and "ponderous pace"—mustered its might with explosive vigor. Nearly fifty Golden Core cultivators spearheaded the charge against Yanluo Mountain.

In this critical hour, none risked delay or lapse, not for an instant.

Suddenly, clashes ignited; myriad Golden Core Treasures and Spiritual Artifact swords cleaved into Yanluo Mountain’s heart following Mo Hua’s mapped path.

Thunderous cries resounded amid relentless surges of potent Spiritual Power.

Sword spells felled Demon Cultivators in droves, while Taoist Court members suffered wounds or fell, painting a scene both majestic and heartrending...

Mo Hua, deep within Yanluo Mountain, witnessed none of this splendor.

He sensed only the quakes rippling through the mountain and intensifying Spiritual Power pulses, gauging the frontline’s progress thereby.

Details escaped his sight, beyond his conjecture.

He scarcely pondered how the Taoist Court navigated Demon Valley.

Yet Mo Hua harbored no fears.

After all, it was the Taoist Court—seasoned in Demon Cultivator hunts, brimming with cunning Court Officials. When fully committed, no obstacle proved insurmountable.

Such concerns lay beyond his purview.

Indeed, after prolonged savage fighting, evil Qi churned wildly, waves of bloodshed seeping even into the hall.

This heralded combat infiltrating the Large Formation’s core.

Mo Hua warned gravely, "Fortify the hall; under no conditions open the door."

Before long, ferocious evil might battered the entrance.

Outside, Evil Demons snarled and raged.

Clearly, those inside had detected the Taoist Court’s onslaught.

An Evil Formation Master probed to dismantle the formation, as an Evil Golden Core rammed the door relentlessly.

Still, the door’s sealing formation—Third Grade, woven into the Evil Path Great Formation—held firm.

Mo Hua had seized the Formation Core Hall by breaching inward, slaying its Evil Formation Master and claiming dominance.

But outward assaults on the hall demanded far greater effort.

Mo Hua knew the door’s strength was finite; his reinforcements could merely postpone the inevitable.

True enough, a colossal boom soon rent the air as the door splintered.

A Golden Core Demon Cultivator adorned with Monster Patterns on his face, alongside a Golden Core Realm Evil Formation Master and a horde of Demon Cultivators, stormed the hall. Their faces twisted in shock and rage upon beholding Qianxue’s gathered geniuses: