The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2289: Mr. Tu

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Deep within Yanluo Mountain.

The Blood Sacrifice Array kept running, dense evil qi hung heavy in the air, and inside the blood-drenched Demon’s Cave, Mo Hua wandered around with keen curiosity, "touring" freely.

The Taoist Court had slain every demon cultivator in Yanluo Mountain, so nothing hindered his study of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation.

Flesh and demon monster hordes required sustenance from the blood-soaked earth veins, preventing them from venturing far from the valley. Staying away from the valley mouth meant the risks stayed low.

Aerial evil spirits posed no real threat.

Therefore, Mo Hua merged seamlessly into the grand formation, moving "like a fish in water," taking apart anything he wanted, scrutinizing whatever caught his eye, undisturbed by humans or demon beasts.

By roaming the outer edges this way, Mo Hua expanded his formation knowledge and gained rich hands-on insights into grand formation uses by analyzing evil formation setups and building intricacies. He reaped huge rewards.

Satisfied with his exploration, Mo Hua headed toward the hidden Formation Pivot Chamber.

All four Golden Core Evil Formation Masters lay dead now, their corpses right there, limbs broken apart, heads severed clean.

Mo Hua had given Uncle Gu precise orders about this in advance.

During the initial assault on Yanluo Mountain, he directed Uncle Gu to bring Golden Core Stewards, slip into this Formation Pivot Chamber, eliminate these Golden Core Formation Masters first, sever their heads, and avoid gazing into their eyes.

In battles, strike down formation masters at the outset.

This tactic stemmed from Mo Hua’s hard-earned wisdom as a veteran Formation Master.

Uncle Gu executed it flawlessly.

Mo Hua gave a nod, then shifted his eyes to the table.

A wine cup sat on the table, an eye inside it swiveling around, blood trickling slowly from the eye to mix with the wine, dyeing the liquid a vivid crimson.

Mo Hua pondered briefly but decided against taking a sip.

This item felt too eerie; best to leave it untouched.

Mo Hua figured it served as a tool for Evil Formation Masters to boost their formation Dao prowess by bolstering divine sense with such bizarre artifacts.

Yet in this realm, free benefits are scarce; all things demand a toll.

Evil Formation Masters turned to sinister items to augment divine sense, fortify their sea of consciousness, and grasp formations.

Alternatively, they reveled in needless killing, employing human flesh, bones, and hides to reduce formation spell costs for sketching mightier arrays; every such deed carried repercussions.

Bit by bit, they plunged deeper into the evil path, growing dependent until they could never ascend to the authentic Great Dao of Formation.

True formation mastery demands self-reliance, gradual accumulation through tireless practice, a focused mind plunging ever deeper. Only then does knowledge truly belong to you and fuse perfectly.

Often, so-called shortcuts lead you astray.

The genuine "shortcut" lies in steadfast progress along the proper course.

Standing lost in thought, Mo Hua’s eyes delved deeper, steadily casting aside the evil formation"s "temptation" within. With his Taoist Heart refortified, he turned back to the Array Plate before him.

This Array Plate formed the "core" of the Formation Pivot.

It ranked as Third Grade, no less.

Mo Hua probed the formation pivot with his divine sense repeatedly, yet each effort ended in vain.

Even with his twenty-pattern Golden Core-level divine sense, he couldn’t command the grand formation’s pivot.

His divine sense faced rejection from the grand formation pivot.

Refusing to yield, Mo Hua persisted doggedly, deploying his purely golden divine sense—refined by Taoism—to withstand crushing burdens no average Formation Master could handle, forcing his way into the formation core to claim the grand formation pivot.

After countless miraculous tries, the grand formation pivot finally yielded, acknowledging Mo Hua’s divine sense strength and allowing limited entry.

Mo Hua’s divine sense at last connected with the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation’s formation pivot.

A thunderous boom rocked his sea of consciousness.

Gritting through the searing agony, Mo Hua gradually lifted his eyelids.

An infinite blood-red vista unfolded ahead.

Myriad formation patterns, vein-like, sprawled endlessly, intertwining and stretching into the distance.

Sinister energy surged via these "blood vessels," channeling through formation patterns to connect every part of the grand formation, transforming the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation into a earth-shattering "colossal big demon" stirring to life...

As his divine sense linked to the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation and beheld this sight, Mo Hua first felt his own utter triviality.

The grand formation’s crimson vastness mirrored an endless ocean, limitless and unfathomable.

He amounted to merely a tiny drop in that bloody sea.

Awe struck Mo Hua, and he abruptly saw how he had "misjudged" this grand formation’s magnitude before.

This Blood Sacrifice Formation loomed enormously, way past anything he could "control."

"Is this the structure of a Quasi-Third Grade Grand Array..."

Dazed, Mo Hua felt a choking helplessness swell in his chest.

His earlier views had proven too "narrow," akin to "peering from a well," brimming with overconfidence.

He believed linking to the formation pivot would let him tweak the Blood Sacrifice Formation to some degree.

Yet faced with its colossal size and intricate design, even "comprehending" the grand formation loomed as a daunting challenge.

A touch of frustration gripped Mo Hua, but soon after that fleeting setback, he steadied his mind.

Such immensity suited it perfectly.

Its complexity and elusiveness fit right too.

Only thus could it earn the name of grand formation.

A formation of this caliber deserved the lifelong chase of formation masters across the world.

His own "shallowness" and "misjudgment" made sense as well.

Acknowledging one’s smallness marks the initial stride to true power.

Spotting weaknesses and lacks points the way to improvement, fostering steady growth.