The Quest for Immortality Chapter 2334: Enlightenment (3)

Mr. Tu was nothing more than a mere subordinate to the Great Wilderness Evil God.

Yet, he himself had become a 'demigod' through the Heaven Yan Jue.

While Mr. Tu might grasp the concept, his understanding paled in comparison to his own.

"But how is the Mysterious Heaven Great Formation actually employed?"

Mo Hua knitted his brows, lost in thought. Suddenly, fragments of Mr. Tu's earlier words surfaced in his mind:

"The Mystery Formation is a tool for Formation Masters to discern between the genuine and the illusory..."

"The riddle presented by the Mystery Formation is 'falsehood,' and its solution is 'truth.' Only by penetrating the superficial can one perceive the Formation's core essence."

"The riddle is 'illusion,' the solution is 'reality.' Between the two lies the profound Dao Laws, enabling the transformation of illusion into reality and vice versa..."

The duality of truth and falsehood within the Mystery Formation!

He now understood the precise method to deceive Mr. Tu!

It was a technique Mr. Tu himself had taught him!

However...

What would transpire after successfully deceiving Mr. Tu?

A fresh furrow creased Mo Hua's brow.

Could a mere second-grade Reversed Spirit Formation pattern truly trigger the detonation of a quasi-third-grade Blood Sacrifice Array?

If it were merely a second-grade Great Formation, Mo Hua would possess a degree of confidence.

But the current Great Formation was quasi-third grade, and his prior experiences with 'formation detonation' offered little reliable guidance.

A second-grade Reversed Spirit Formation was adequate for countering a second-grade Formation.

Expecting it to dismantle the Formation Pivot of a third-grade formation, thereby unleashing a potent reverse flow of spiritual power to obliterate everything within the Great Formation, was unrealistic.

Within the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation existed several second-grade Formation Pivots adorned with 'complementary patterns,' many of which he, Mo Hua, had personally inscribed.

Yet, whether the force generated from countering a second-grade Formation Pivot could destabilize the third-grade Formation Pivot, leading to the Grand Formation's collapse or a catastrophic explosion, remained uncertain.

This was not something one could experiment with or verify. There was but a single opportunity, and failure meant Mr. Tu would grant no reprieve.

"What course of action should I take..."

Mo Hua remained still for some time, devoid of inspiration. Then, he shifted onto his stomach, his gaze fixed upon the immense formation core and the earth veins submerged within it.

Blood continued its flow.

The earth veins persisted in their lament.

A pang of reluctance stirred within Mo Hua's heart. However, as he observed, his mind was suddenly captivated, drawn by the inherent Daostic meaning, and his thoughts began to surge.

"Earth veins..."

"The Earth's embrace, bearing all with its profound virtue, encompasses everything..."

"Life and death, the ebb and flow of spiritual and malevolent power... all intertwining and dissolving within the earth veins..."

"The righteous and the demonic are, in essence, the same..."

A tremor ran through Mo Hua, accompanied by a profound realization—inexplicable and intertwined, yet distinctly separate—that began to blossom within him.

An ancient, fundamental law eroded a minuscule part of Mo Hua's being.

The Great Dao, in its distinctness, resonated harmoniously with all creations.

Amidst a whirlwind of thoughts, he distinctly recalled Elder Zheng's words: "The righteous and the demonic share a common origin; what we term 'demonic' is not born from a womb nor hatched from an egg, but rather... transformed..."

The righteous and the demonic, existing as one, engaged in opposition and fusion, perpetually transforming into one another.

Mo Hua's eyes, sharp and clear, perceived the distinct black and white.

Elder Zheng spoke of humanity, but his words also touched upon reason, upon the Dao. And if it was the Dao, then it was also a fundamental principle governing the functioning of formations between heaven and earth.

A nascent understanding began to form within Mo Hua's heart.

He had conceived an initial strategy. While its ultimate efficacy remained unconfirmed, it was a path worth pursuing.

After all, he had no other viable options.

However, translating this concept into practical application presented considerable challenges.

It necessitated a deeply intricate understanding of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, enabling its complete deconstruction and a more profound analysis.

Subsequently, he would need to expend substantial mental energy and immense divine sense for meticulous calculations. Only then could he map out the precise spiritual power trajectory he envisioned, and by means of this trajectory, manipulate the spiritual power shifts from imbalance to equilibrium, and ultimately to destruction via 'reversal'...

Mo Hua gave a slight nod, then peered into the depths of the earth. There, the blood-hued earth veins, tainted by the malevolent formation, seemed to weep. He murmured softly:

"All life taken must eventually be relinquished; all malevolence shall inevitably be purged..."

"Rest assured, I shall facilitate your purification..."

Deep within the earth veins, a surge of crimson pulsed, and a flicker of vitality quivered infinitesimally. It was as though the inherent Daostic essence of the earth itself was responding to Mo Hua's vow...

...

Following this, Mo Hua commenced his deliberate 'procrastination'.

While sketching formations daily, he would procrastinate, completing merely a few strokes before feigning exhaustion of his divine sense and retiring to rest, all the while silently absorbing the Taoist principles of the earth.

Within his Sea of Consciousness, he was also meticulously deciphering the overarching structure of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice.

This task somewhat surpassed Mo Hua’s current capabilities.

However, he refused to make excuses for himself.

Whatever he could deduce, he did; for what he couldn’t, he employed intricate calculations and derivations to "force" an answer.

As his calculations progressed, aspects that previously seemed arduous to Mo Hua gradually became more comprehensible.

Many matters were not as challenging as he had initially perceived.

Mo Hua slowly came to this realization.

He was astonished to discover that his divine sense had expanded to twenty patterns.

This was the genuine divine sense of a Golden Core cultivator.

Initially, his mindset had not adapted, as he still considered himself to be at the "Foundation Establishment" stage, and thus, his divine sense had not been utilized to its full capacity.

Now, employing the Grand Formation as a "whetstone," Mo Hua, dedicating all his efforts to complex calculations and derivations, ultimately unlocked the complete potential of his Golden Core realm divine sense.

His proficiency in formations was unknowingly advancing incrementally.

Furthermore, his skill in intricate calculation and derivation experienced significant enhancement through this "sharpening" process.

The complete vein structure of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation began to reform piece by piece within Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness, and Mo Hua gradually gained mastery over it.

After many days of diligent study, contemplation, and research, the results were finally manifesting, with understanding flowing as smoothly as water into a channel.

Mo Hua's comprehension of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation underwent a fundamental transformation.

Although he remained unaware of the specific third-grade formations involved, their objectives, structural congruities, control mechanisms for the Formation Pivot, and the flow of Array Power became evident under his divine insight.

Mo Hua suddenly felt as though he had become the "master" of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, holding complete sway over it.

While uncertain how to precisely define it, Mo Hua vaguely sensed that his formation skills had ascended another tier.

He had reached the level of a "chief Formation Master."A rhythm from antiquity resonated throughout the entirety of the Blood Sacrifice Array. The Sovereign of the Great Wilderness was on the verge of awakening...