The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2315: Mystery Valley (part 3)

A chill crept into Mo Hua's heart.

"Is this... Mr. Tu's doing?"

The forbidden inheritance of the Great Wilderness Witch ought to be the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice.

The witches possess the legacy of the Great Wilderness Formation.

As a witch from the Desolate Royal Family, this Mr. Tu surely excels deeply in formations.

Did the Great Wilderness Evil God prize this skill, selecting Mr. Tu as his most trusted servant?

Letting Mr. Tu seamlessly blend the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice from the Great Wilderness with the real-world Mysterious Heaven Great Formation, implementing it to revive the Master of the Great Wilderness?

"Years of scheming, countless people entangled, immense toil..."

Mo Hua sighed inwardly.

Mo Hua definitely couldn't employ the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice, for it's an Evil Formation demanding numerous deaths, offering up vast amounts of flesh and divine souls.

Yet what if he avoided sacrificing "human lives"?

By applying the core principle of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice, offering other substances instead to fuel the Mysterious Heaven Great Formation, and within that Mysterious Heaven Great Formation...

Seal the body as a god?

Mo Hua knitted his brows.

These four words abruptly surfaced in his Sea of Consciousness.

However... does "seal the body as a god" even exist in the Cultivation World?

And what follows after sealing the body as a god?

Mo Hua felt somewhat baffled.

Regrettably, Mr. Tu's Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation relies on Evil Power, so Mo Hua dares not test it himself; otherwise, he could supplant the Master of the Great Wilderness and turn into a savage "Evil God."

Or maybe not supplant the Master of the Great Wilderness, but fuse with him inseparably.

Such daring moves shouldn't be tried lightly.

Mo Hua pondered deeply.

Yet even without venturing to try it, he must grasp this intricate system crafted for the Evil God's rebirth.

The principles of the Mysterious Heaven Great Formation demand study.

The Formation Pivot of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice requires learning too.

Furthermore, as a Formation Master, Mo Hua can't ignore the temptation of this "Large Formation."

Even for "knowing oneself and the enemy" to counter the Evil God, these elements must be comprehended.

Besides, this formation system could prove valuable later on.

Mo Hua dreams of becoming a Formation Master who comprehends all between heaven and earth, and he follows one rule with formations:

"Learn every formation encountered; it may go unused, but never unknown."

Mo Hua nodded, then poured all his focus into studying the Formation Pivot of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice that Mr. Tu had provided...

...

At the same time, the large formation kept operating, Righteous and Demonic clashed fiercely; chaos reigned, the outcome unclear.

Outside the Qian Learning State Boundary.

A carriage moved steadily along the Great Dao, drawing near from the distance.

Within the carriage sat six or seven individuals.

Heading them was a sallow-faced elder in mystic robes, adept at divination, his hair fully white.

He was none other than Mystery Valley's Chief Elder, True Man Situ of the Feather Transformation Realm.

True Man Situ now sat gravely, eyes shut, meditating.

The carriage's other occupants were Mystery Valley disciples: some youthful and vibrant, some middle-aged, some stern-faced, some graying at the temples, most exuding composure with eyes gleaming divinely.

Silence filled the carriage, scented with faint fragrance, no words exchanged.

Soon, soft murmurs pierced the heavy quiet, as a young, somewhat boyish voice asked:

"Is there no issue with us heading to the Qian Learning State Boundary?"

A companion nearby hushed him, "Shh, don't interrupt the Chief Elder's meditation."

The youth murmured "Oh."

A graying cultivator opened his eyes and calmly assured, "With the Chief Elder present, no worries needed."

Only then did the youth relax slightly, though apprehension lingered: "I heard... an Evil Path Great Formation exists with many Heaven Void Ancestors, yet they can't..."

"Specialties vary; high cultivation alone doesn't solve everything," an elder cultivator noted.

"The Chief Elder will decide wisely."

"Hmm." The youth nodded.

The carriage's tension lightened somewhat.

Yet as the carriage pressed on toward the Qian Learning State Boundary, the blood-red sky darkened further, thick Evil Qi eclipsing the sun.

Miles of land had been dyed crimson, forming a barren wasteland where decayed limbs lay scattered sporadically across the ground.

Upon beholding the scenery around them, the cultivators inside the carriage paled in fright, sensing an unclear fate ahead as their hearts pounded fiercely.

True Man Situ, who remained with eyes shut and as steady as a peak throughout the journey, gradually parted his eyelids, gazed upon the awe-inspiring vista, and let out a gentle sigh.

The carriage pressed onward, venturing deeper into the scarlet expanse.

The gruesome yet grand Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation loomed larger in everyone's sight, its immense array still spreading outwards, "consuming" all within the Qian Learning State Boundary and tainting every bit of life in the nearby territories.

Every face bore a solemn look.

They had already divined that the catastrophe in Qianxue was gravely dire; else, scores of Heaven Void Ancestors would not have united in a plea for Mystery Valley's Chief Elder to step in.

Yet, facing the crimson array directly now, they grasped that the crisis surpassed their worst fears...

Nevertheless, Mystery Valley's members showed no sign of withdrawal.

As the carriage's wheels crushed a chunk of white bone, passing over the hidden blood river flowing through the earth's veins.

True Man Situ within the carriage abruptly sensed a stab of dread.

It was like being plunged into the heart of winter, with an icy torrent rising endlessly from deep inside him.

"Halt the carriage," True Man Situ commanded.

The carriage came to a stop, and True Man Situ scanned the group, then calmly directed, "Hand over all the Heavenly Treasure to me."

Though puzzled by his order, the others obeyed the Chief Elder without question, surrendering their jade boxes of valuables, compasses, Eight Diagrams Mirrors, and such items to True Man Situ.

True Man Situ took each one, dismounted the carriage by himself, then faced them again with grave words, "Head back to Mystery Valley immediately, do not linger, and absolutely do not turn around!"

"Chief Elder!" The group cried out in alarm.

True Man Situ shook his head firmly, "There's no more to discuss."

A young disciple of Mystery Valley hurriedly spoke up, "Chief Elder, let me accompany you."

A flicker of warmth appeared in True Man Situ’s weary eyes, yet he softly replied, "Return home; the secrets of heaven cannot be defied."

Pallor washed over everyone's features, their gazes brimming with sorrow.

However, as Mystery Valley cultivators trained in the Way of Cause and Effect since youth, they comprehended the depth of True Man Situ’s intent and the weight behind his declaration.

Mystery Valley's members disembarked step by step from the carriage, dropped to their knees on the ground, and offered True Man Situ three profound bows.

Afterward, they remounted the carriage, hearts heavy with grief and reluctance, and departed on their return path, abandoning the Qian Learning State Boundary.

True Man Situ remained rooted there, observing as Mystery Valley's prized disciples faded into the horizon, breaking off some dire karmic tie, before he exhaled a long breath of ease.

Unencumbered now, True Man Situ pivoted and strode solo into the Qian Learning State Boundary, straight toward the sky-obscuring blood-red formation.

Within his profound gaze lingered a spark of reluctance, mingled with a touch of resigned inevitability:

"This old man's 'death calamity' has finally come..."