The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2312: Heaven’s Mystery (3)

The White Bone Maze is located inside the Dragon King Temple beside the Mistwater River.

Inside the White Bone Maze, an Evil Formation exists but hasn't fully formed yet, evidently designed to construct the Heaven’s Mystery Formation, though completion remains pending.

Right before our eyes lies the Blood and Flesh Maze, crafted for birthing an Evil God, serving as the heart of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, which naturally manifests the "Mysterious Heaven Great Formation."

The Mysterious Heaven Great Formation ties directly to the "transformation" of Divine Sense.

The Evil God must depend on the Mysterious Heaven Great Formation for its rebirth!

Therefore, this Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation is fundamentally... an Evil Path adaptation of the Mysterious Heaven Great Formation.

"I should have realized it sooner..."

Mo Hua's heart quivered as his pupils dilated in shock.

His "shocked and stunned" expression caught Mr. Tu's eye, leaving the man inwardly pleased.

True prodigies feel irresistibly drawn to this ancient, arcane, yet lethal and ruthless Dao of Formation, struck with profound awe.

Ordinary cultivators fail to grasp the genuine core of this Blood Sacrifice Formation.

As the Evil God’s own servant, Mr. Tu remained clueless about the real source of Mo Hua's "shock."

After a prolonged silence, Mo Hua reined in the torrent of emotions surging within, allowing his face to regain some composure.

Mr. Tu gave a subtle nod before inquiring of Mo Hua:

"What do you make of the formation?"

Mo Hua parted his lips slightly, his voice nearly failing him as he uttered:

"It's... too profound, too intricate... a formation this mighty, I... I've never witnessed anything like it..."

Mr. Tu nodded again, locking eyes with Mo Hua, "Do you... wish to master it?"

Mo Hua's gaze wavered, "Are you... really willing to instruct me?"

Mr. Tu affirmed, "I might be a Demon, but I honor my commitments. Since I gave my word, I won't go back on it."

Pain flickered across Mo Hua's features.

"Any worries?" Mr. Tu probed.

Mo Hua wavered, "This forms the nucleus of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, drawing on blood for ink and flesh as canvas—it's a true blood-and-flesh array. Mastering it would make me... a genuine Evil Formation Master."

Disappointment crossed Mr. Tu's face, "Have you already forgotten my words? Clinging to notions of good and evil, fixated on superficialities—how will you ever pierce the depths of the Dao of Formation? Is your perspective truly so narrow?"

Shame colored Mo Hua's expression as inner turmoil raged, yet hesitation lingered.

Mr. Tu let out a sigh, "Very well, we'll proceed gradually then."

He refrained from pressuring Mo Hua, his tone softening:

"Given your aversion to evil taint, I won't compel you. Instead, I'll impart the pristine ancient formation patterns—no Evil Power involved, no reliance on human skin or flesh."

Mo Hua's spirits lifted, brimming with genuine thanks, "Thank you, Mr. Tu."

"Save your thanks, but heed this warning," Mr. Tu fixed Mo Hua with a profound stare, "these primal ancient formation patterns are intricate and elusive. Without assistance, you'll struggle even to fathom them, much less master or inscribe them."

"Thus, even if I teach you, failure to grasp or replicate them renders it pointless. Keep that firmly in mind."

Mo Hua nodded solemnly, declaring earnestly, "I get it. If I fall short, it's my own failing. Regardless, I'll forever cherish your guidance, sir."

Mr. Tu gave an approving "hmm," then guided Mo Hua to a secluded spot in the Blood and Flesh Maze, passing him an aged scroll bearing several enigmatic formations.

"Study these formations from simplest to most complex—begin with the fundamentals..." Mr. Tu instructed.

"Understood."

Mo Hua assented, accepting the scroll and concentrating deeply. He noted that the stroke style and array aesthetics closely resembled those from his breakthrough of the Heaven Yan Jue, easing his mind somewhat.

Still, his face bore an expression of intense contemplation, as though the formations were utterly alien and dauntingly challenging.

Mr. Tu regarded Mo Hua gravely, declaring:

"You must unravel these formations independently, but you cannot remove them from here—study only within this Blood and Flesh Maze..."

"Master them, and I'll reveal more. Your progress hinges solely on your aptitude and fortune."

Mo Hua's face tightened with resolve, apparently anxious about failing and squandering this rare chance, promptly pledging:

"I will give it everything I've got."

Mr. Tu nodded contentedly, then warned with utmost seriousness:

"This Blood and Flesh Maze is the Divine Lord's sacred forbidden zone, fraught with deadly dangers. While I keep you confined here, stay put—curiosity could doom you if it provokes the Divine Lord's fury, and even I couldn't intervene."

Mo Hua nodded firmly, "I won't forget."

With a soft wave from Mr. Tu’s pallid hand, the nearby formation patterns illuminated, as flesh twisted and sealed together, trapping Mo Hua inside a tiny "blood and flesh prison."

Once this was done, Mr. Tu departed, clearly busy with other tasks.

Mo Hua sat quietly in the blood and flesh prison, studying the scroll Mr. Tu provided, delving into its formations.

After watching it for some time, he pulled out paper and brush, placing them on the floor to attempt a sketch.

His first try ended in failure.

Mo Hua wrinkled his forehead, beginning a second try, followed by a third...

Yet as he kept sketching, errors piled up; Mo Hua sensed he couldn’t grasp the path, his brows knitting tighter.

Still, he persisted with effort, sketching repeatedly...

Not until the chilling sensation of Divine Sense vanished entirely, with Mr. Tu’s Divine Sense completely pulled back, did Mo Hua ease up a bit.

However, he stayed cautious, pretending to try six or seven more times, each one flawed, ensuring no oddities lingered nearby or any sinister Divine Sense spied on him, before finally setting aside the brush and ink, fully at ease.

The Mysterious Heaven Great Formation, imprinted in his Sea of Consciousness, required only one look—why repeat it so often...

Even after breaking through to Foundation Establishment, the Mysterious Heaven Great Formation fused in his Sea of Consciousness remained First Grade.

The one Mr. Tu handed him was Second Grade.

But sharing the same origin, it proved far simpler to master.

Mo Hua scanned his surroundings, met only by revolting flesh and terrifying crimson formation patterns.

"Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, Mysterious Heaven Great Formation, Blood and Flesh Maze..."

Deeper mysteries lurked within that Mo Hua couldn’t unravel.

Particularly those tied to the Heaven Yan Jue cultivation technique from his master and the Mysterious Heaven Great Formation’s links to the Evil God...

Yet now, urgency pressed, leaving no time for such reflections.

Mo Hua eyed the gruesome, fearsome Blood and Flesh Maze encircling him.

From years navigating the Qian Learning State Boundary and clashing often with Evil Gods, Mo Hua had grown nearly "expert" in Evil God affairs.

He instantly realized that this Blood and Flesh Maze concealed an altar, flanked by a statue, with offerings atop it.

Yu Er served as the sacrifice.

And the statue was probably the horned white bone Evil God idol the Second Elder described, revered by Mr. Tu.

Thus, the one he aimed to rescue, the goal he sought, lay within reach...

A contemplative look crossed Mo Hua’s face, sharp golden radiance flickering deep in his gaze.