Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 1776: Chapter 892: Demon Path_3

These are not the most critical aspects; the most crucial is that the color of the Mystery Formation is pure gold.

It’s the color of Divine Marrow.

In other words, it represents the color of ’Divine Sense Sublimation.’

Mo Hua approached the Mystery Formation, comparing the color of his Divine Thought transformation with the color of the Mystery Formation, realizing that the ’gold gleaming’ on himself was far less pure than the gold of the Mystery Formation.

This also means that his level of ’Divine Sense Sublimation’ does not meet the requirements of the Heaven Yan Jue.

Mo Hua attempted to communicate with the thought power of the Mystery Formation to break the formation.

But the Mystery Formation, floating in the Sea of Consciousness and interwoven with spiritual power and thought power, was like having gold injected into it, weighing as heavy as an immeasurable force.

Mo Hua went all out, but with his divine thought, he couldn’t mobilize it at all.

Which means he doesn’t even have the qualification to ’break the Mystery Formation.’

Mo Hua took a deep breath.

Even though he had prepared himself mentally, the ’peculiarity’ of the Heaven Yan Jue still exceeded his expectations.

With his current realm of Divine Sense Sublimation, does he lack the qualifications for cultivation?

In the Ancient Era, who were the ones actually learning this ancient cultivation technique?

Are such high thresholds truly reasonable?

Surely it couldn’t have been made for divine beasts or deities to learn?

Or were ancient cultivators beings with incredibly strong divine senses?

Mo Hua was speechless.

He sat down, looked at the sky-spanning golden Mystery Formation, and couldn’t help but sigh, feeling a sense of powerlessness.

Yet, difficulties are difficulties; he must think of ways to overcome them; sighing is of no use.

Moreover, this is the bottleneck at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, the last big hurdle before the Golden Core. Once past it, the next step is Core Formation.

Core Formation!

Mo Hua’s spirit was rejuvenated; he began to calm down and consider how to break through the bottleneck.

At present, the bottleneck of the Heaven Yan Jue has two requirements:

One is the degree of divine sense transformation, which is the realm of Divine Sense ’Sublimation’ as Lord Yellow Mountain calls it.

This realm is represented by the color of divine marrow.

The other is the spirit screen of the sky-spanning Mystery Formation that is woven from spiritual power and divine thought.

But for Mo Hua now, the Mystery Formation is rather manageable.

His second-grade array skills, especially in the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams domain, have reached a masterful level, even praised highly by Elder Master Xun.

So he can solve the Mystery Formation, although it may take some time.

The only issue is the realm of Divine Sense Sublimation; Mo Hua still has a considerable gap.

To elevate the realm of Divine Sense Sublimation and enhance the degree of divine sense transformation, he must devour ’Divine Marrow.’

And it seems that a tiny amount of ’mosquito-leg’ Divine Marrow won’t do.

He needs to consume a large quantity of Divine Marrow.

Divine Marrow again...

Mo Hua rubbed his temples.

He pondered slightly; if he wanted to consume Divine Marrow, the first method was as usual, starting with the Great Wilderness Evil God.

Find the altar, kill divine remains, refine Divine Marrow, and, after swallowing it, proceed with Divine Sense Sublimation.

But now the situation has turned a bit dire.

He used the identity of the ’Evil Embryo’ and the mantle of authority at the Dragon King Temple altar to erase the Blood Oath List, extinguishing the life souls of all Evil God henchmen on it.

Mr. Tu, cornered and furious, since all second-grade henchmen are dead, simply resorted directly to the third-grade Golden Core.

The Golden Core game is something he can’t win.

Plus, the hidden danger of the evil embryo still exists within him.

Of course, even without the evil embryo, now isn’t the time to run around.

Because he is now ’Qianxue’s first, Array Leader,’ considered something of a ’celebrity.’

Fame brings trouble, just like a pig grows fat.

He is now ridiculously ’bulky,’ being closely watched by many people in both overt and covert ways.

Mo Hua never anticipated that one day he, an obscure little disciple, would be so burdened by fame, struggling to move freely.

And precisely because of this, in the upcoming period, he must stay holed up in the Taixu Gate, avoid going out as much as possible.

Thus, having calculated everything, it seems there’s only one way out:

Kill the evil embryo.

He must cut off the evil embryo in his life soul, refine its Divine Marrow, to further sublime his Divine Sense, break the Heaven Yan Jue’s bottleneck and reach the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

Yet, Mo Hua has thought about the idea of ’killing the evil embryo’ many times already.

It’s not a matter of wanting to slay it; it’s that his God Slaying Technique hasn’t formed, and by his methods, he simply cannot kill the evil embryo.

He’s been consistently cultivating the Tai Xu God-Slaying Sword.

Every day, he slashes once at his divine soul.

With each slash, the evil embryo weakens a bit.

But despite slashing it for so long, the evil embryo still sticks like glue, showing tenacious vitality.

Mo Hua isn’t sure how many more times he needs to slash before he can finally slaughter the evil embryo.

He can also increase the frequency, slashing several times a day.

But this would increase the load on his divine soul, requiring ’Divine Marrow’ for repair.

This leads to a dead end.

He needs Divine Marrow to cultivate the God-Slaying Sword and kill the evil embryo.

But only by killing the evil embryo can he obtain Divine Marrow.

Without Divine Marrow, he can’t kill the evil embryo, and without killing the evil embryo, he can’t get Divine Marrow...

This is almost a ’dead knot.’

Mo Hua sighed; for several days, he continuously pondered over this issue.

But this ’dead knot’ wasn’t something easily untangled.

...

Several days later, it’s the next seven-day cycle.

Mo Hua drew the formation, revised his swordsmanship lessons, then sat at the Disciple’s Residence waiting for Patriarch Dugu to come and take him over.

A moment later, a flash of void rents open.

Mo Hua’s sight blurred; when he opened his eyes again, he found himself at the Back Hill Forbidden Area, surrounded by old and decaying Sword Tombs.

As always, Patriarch Dugu was teaching him sword techniques and then tested Mo Hua on his swordsmanship lessons, finally handing him a bamboo sword to chop at wood as hard as stone.

Mo Hua also adhered to the routine without protest.

While Mo Hua chopped wood, Patriarch Dugu slightly frowned, watching him the whole time.

After about an hour, Patriarch Dugu suddenly shook his head and said: ”Not right...”

Mo Hua paused, turned his head, and asked: ”Ancestor, am I chopping incorrectly?”

”You’re chopping correctly,” Patriarch Dugu said, ”but it’s too slow. At this pace, achieving success in swordsmanship would take forever.”

”And by the time you achieve in swordsmanship, and can learn Divine Thought into sword, I might be dead from waiting.”

Mo Hua: ”...”

”Ancestor, you are Heaven Void, you surely can live for thousands upon thousands of years,” Mo Hua said.

Patriarch Dugu remained indifferent: ”Don’t waste your breath flattering; I see my life and death quite clearly.”

”Then...” Mo Hua scratched his head, ”Should I stop practicing?”

Patriarch Dugu shook his head, ”I’ve thought it over, you must train differently.”

”Train differently?”

”Yes,” Patriarch Dugu’s eyes were sharp and insightful, ”you are different from others; you must walk a unique path, or else your talent will be obscured, buried.”