Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 835: Chapter 601 Bald_3

“Time to fight!”

Mo Hua sensed trouble and immediately ran off far, deploying a Concealment Technique, draped in a little cloak, found a large stone pit, lay down, and hid himself.

For now, the fight did not concern him.

With so many senior brothers and sisters, he could stay out of the way.

Murong Caiyun noticed Mo Hua, seeing his quick wits; before the enemy’s Sword Qi even reached, he sensed it and early on retreated behind everyone, hiding by himself, making her nod in approval.

Everyone else breathed a sigh of relief,

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especially Shangguan Xu.

He was entrusted by Wenren Wan to look after Mo Hua.

If anything happened to Mo Hua, Auntie Wan’er would surely blame him.

Now that Mo Hua sensed danger and hid far away, and he could even conceal himself, vaguely without knowing exactly where, he felt at ease.

At that moment, at the entrance of Kushan Cave, several cultivators emerged.

The one in front, wearing a brown robe, narrow-eyed and hawk-nosed, of middle age, had a sinister look.

Behind him followed five cultivators, all dressed in black, not appearing to be good characters.

Though Mo Hua hid far away, he was sharp-eared and observant; he clearly saw these people’s faces and guessed in his mind that the brown-robed cultivator must be the infamous “Bald Eagle” who had done many evil deeds.

But he couldn’t help wondering:

“Bald Eagle, Bald Eagle… why isn’t he bald?”

“Could it be that he’s wearing a wig?”

That couldn’t be…

Logically, there are mistaken names, but nicknames are never wrong.

If he wasn’t “bald,” why would they call him “Bald Eagle”?

Mo Hua was somewhat puzzled.

Meanwhile, the fierce battle was on the brink of breaking out.

One side were sect disciples tasked by the Taoist Court to earn Merit Points by pursuing sin cultivators.

The other side consisted of sin cultivators wanted by the Taoist Court, having committed heinous crimes.

Both sides had no intention to stop fighting, and with barely any words exchanged, the battle to the death began immediately.

Spiritual Power surged, Five Elements Spells flew about as well as some strange Spiritual Artifacts and Sword Qi, interweaving…

Mo Hua secretly lay in the bushes, poked out his head, and observed the fight, his mind calculating an estimate of both sides’ strength.

There were five people on his side.

But since he was “crouching” in the bushes, only four took the field, all with Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivation.

There were six on the opposite side.

Only one was in the Initial Stage Foundation Establishment.

The other five were in the Mid-Stage.

Among them, the highest in cultivation was the hawk-nosed “Bald Eagle” at the peak of Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment, and his Divine Sense had Sixteen Patterns.

His fellow senior brothers and sisters, being disciples of the Great Sect, deep in cultivation, with remarkable spiritual artifacts and Taoist Skills, and experienced in combat, coordinated flawlessly.

Even outnumbered four to six, they were not at a disadvantage.

Mo Hua nodded slightly.

True to the cultivators of the Qian Xue State Boundary from various great sects.

In the future, he would keep up with them!

But Mo Hua was a bit worried.

The situation was currently at a standstill.

This stalemate definitely wasn’t a solution.

Especially the “Bald Eagle,” having a cultivation advantage, holding a silver long sword, was sparring with Ouyang Feng, looking relaxed and clearly keeping some moves in reserve.

In this situation…

Mo Hua pondered for a moment.

“They should first kill the other sin cultivators, then join forces and gang up on the lead ‘Bald Eagle’…”

The situation on the field was much as Mo Hua had anticipated.

Clearly, Ouyang Feng and the others were thinking the same.

First, the sin cultivator in the Early Stage Foundation Establishment was found flawed by Shangguan Xu, who swiftly closed the distance and knocked him down in a matter of moments.

Hua Qianqian took the opportunity to shoot several Spirit Needles.

The Early Stage Foundation Establishment cultivator was thus settled.

Mo Hua shook his head, thinking:

“This fool, with no self-awareness, rashly engaging in a melee at Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment, didn’t keep a vigilant eye nor try to escape, deserved to be the first to die…”

It then became four against five.

Mo Hua didn’t rush to take action; he wanted to observe first.

Know the enemy and know yourself, and you will never be defeated.

First off, the combat of Ouyang Feng and his senior brothers and sisters was systematic and coordinated.

Their cooperation was similar to that between Monster Hunters.

It was simply close combat binding with Sword Qi and long-range suppression with Spells, cooperating with each other to watch for the enemy’s flaws, increase their injuries, and take their lives.

They didn’t use any Superior Technique.

Neither Gold Body Technique for protection nor building up Spiritual Power for Sword Control killing moves.

The opposing sin cultivators’ means were similar, except their Spiritual Artifacts were poisoned, their Spiritual Power carried some oddity, and their Taoist Skill moves were rare and exotic.

Mo Hua watched for a long while, familiarizing himself with both sides’ moves and attacking habits, understanding every action and movement of the enemy, then he slightly nodded.

“It’s time to make a move…”

If he didn’t show his hand now, they wouldn’t know his “strength!”

His learned Spells would be wasted.

The distant battle continued…

Rocks scattered, Spells surged, and in body cultivation, moves were exchanged.

At that moment, as Shangguan Xu’s Giant Sword pressed down, forcing a sin cultivator in black to retreat clumsily, exposing a flaw.

Murong Caiyun, spotting this, focused her eyes, pinched a technique, and a streak of Five-colored Spirit Light shot forth, striking the sin cultivator’s shoulder.

The Spirit Light pierced through the clothes, perforated the skin, drew out a trail of blood, and instantly dried the blood, leaving behind a scar.

The sin cultivator staggered, beads of cold sweat on his forehead, cursed in pain, saw the danger, and turned to flee.

Shangguan Xu chopped down with his sword, trying to block him, but the Giant Sword was too slow and failed to detain him.