Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2184 Chapter 1022: One Sword from Heaven_3

Mo Hua once again, as before, reached out and slapped the city wall.

A flash of light appeared on the city wall.

Xiao Ruohan and the other disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, having just adjusted their breathing, looked at the broken city gate. Before they could rejoice, they saw a brilliance slowly rise up.

This brilliance was no longer golden, but an earthly stone color.

Gen Mountain Earth Stone Formation.

This was a Second Grade Nineteen Patterns High-Rank Formation, integrating the Eight Trigrams and Gen Mountain with the Five Elements of Earth and Wood.

Somewhat different from the Gold Stone Formation.

The Gold Stone Formation focuses solely on defense, making the city ”as solid as gold and soup.”

While this Gen Mountain Earth Stone Formation has slightly weaker defense, it can also ”repair city walls.”

Mo Hua had anticipated that at this stage, the city walls would definitely break, so he had prepared in advance by using formations to repair the city gate.

Thus, as the light permeated.

Gray formation patterns quickly crawled over the entire gate.

The patterns converted spiritual power into the earth and stone power of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, quickly mending the city wall.

On the city gate, the crack produced by the sword qi Xiao Ruohan exerted all his strength to create, and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect risked their lives to split, was repaired in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, the city gate was intact once again.

Suddenly, the surroundings turned silent.

The earth and stone of the Gen Mountain Formation sealed the gap in the city gate.

It also seemed to seal the mouths of the watching cultivators.

Even more so, it seemed to seal the hearts of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples.

This time, what they felt was genuine ”despair.”

Not just them, the spectator stands were equally silent.

The watching cultivators also felt despair for the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

A five-man siege battle, defended with a high-rank formation.

One formation, still manageable.

Two formations, still doable.

But now the third one, itʼs somewhat shameless.

Howʼs anyone supposed to play like this?

How could anyone still play like this?

Even going back several eight hundred years, no other team in the Sword

Discussion Conference has had to break three Second Grade Nineteen Patterns top-tier high-rank formations to win. ”This is cheating!” ”This is shameless!” ”This is sword discussion! Not formation competition! Taixu Gate has won disgracefully!”

But no matter what is said, there is hardly any dispute about the situation now.

Heavenly Sword Sect has four people left.

Taixu Gate has three people left.

Heavenly Sword Sect holds the advantage.

But faced with this newly renovated, almost ”intact” city gate, reinforced by high-rank formation, even if Taixu Gate didnʼt have a single person left, they wonʼt be able to break through the city gate anymore.

No chance now.

Moreover, time is running out.

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect felt deep discouragement and powerlessness, and in the end, only symbolically swung a few swords.

The sword qi struck the city gate, like mud sinking into the sea, vanishing without a trace.

They felt even more a sense of tightness and breathlessness.

Just like that, a quarter of an hour later, the Debating Bell rang out.

Sword discussion concluded.

Heavenly Sword Sect lost, Taixu Gate won. ”We won!”

Outside the Sword Discussion arena.

Yu Er was truly delighted, clapping her hands and happily cheering: ”Brother

Mo won!”

Wenren Wan smiled at Yu Er, gently saying: ”We won!”

The people from Taixu Gate finally let down their suspended hearts.

Whether it was the disciples or the elders, smiles appeared on their faces.

The disciples of Taixu Gate shouted in unison: ”Junior Brother is wise and mighty!”

This was the first round of sword discussion for the Taixu Gate.

Almost entirely relying on Mo Huaʼs ”formation drawing” to win.

On Taia Mountain and Mount Chongxu, several elders who previously had prejudices against Mo Hua were now starting to self-reflect.

Were they not friendly enough to Mo Hua before?

Were their smiles not gentle enough?

Should their voices be more amiable?

Meanwhile, at the Feng family stand.

Zhang Lan also slowly exhaled, sighing in his heart.

This child, Mo Hua, always so unpredictable.

In situations that seemed to have no chance of winning, he could somehow manage to pull off a victory... ”Should have known it would be Mo Hua...”

Sitting in front of Zhang Lan, Great Elder Zhangʼs pupils contracted at this moment, even finding it somewhat unbelievable. ”Heʼs only at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and yet he managed to draw three sets of second-grade nineteen-pattern high-rank formations?” ”Is this... the Qianxue Formation Path Leader?” ”Moreover, this Formation Leader is also skilled in concealment and movement techniques...” ”A... Formation Master who wonʼt die?” ”This child will undoubtedly achieve great things in the future.” ”I need to find an opportunity to get to know him.” Great Elder Zhang frowned: ”Itʼs just that Iʼm afraid he has such outstanding talent and high status, he might not be willing to meet an outsider like me, the Great Elder of a fourth-grade family...” ”I wonder if thereʼs a well-connected expert who could help introduce us...”

Outside the sword discussion arena, the vast majority of cultivators were still somewhat silent at this moment.

Then, one after another, sighs began to surface: ”Taixu Gate actually... won?”

The development of events was beyond everyoneʼs expectations.

An originally sure-win sword discussion match, thought to have no exceptions, took a sudden turn with ups and downs, and the Taixu Gate, which was expected to lose without a doubt, actually... won?

Itʼs quite unbelievable. ”The main reason was that formation, it was really too unfair...” ”Three consecutive second-grade nineteen-pattern high-rank formations... I have never seen such a shameless ʼsword discussionʼ before.” ”Depending on the power of formations, can this still be considered ʼsword discussion”?” ”Whether it counts or not, whoever wins is the strong one.” ”If youʼre capable, why donʼt you draw a high-rank formation on the spot?” ”Thatʼs just sophistry... ”How can this be called sophistry?” ”These days, itʼs all about comprehensive development. A Formation Master who cannot discuss swords is not a good Spiritual Cultivator...” ”But one way or another, this kidʼs skills, whether in spells, concealment, movement techniques, or formations, are all quite irritating...” ”As the saying goes, like handwriting, like person, perhaps spells and formations are the same.” ”Heavenly Sword Sect really lost unfairly in this match...” ”Seeing those formations repeatedly appearing on the city gate, I felt frustrated for Xiao Ruohan.”

Indeed, Xiao Ruohan felt frustrated inside.

It was the first time he encountered high-rank formations at the Sword

Discussion Conference, and it was even three sets in a row.

If not for this, he would never have lost.

In this sense, he could be considered the first ”victim” of Mo Huaʼs formation sword discussion.

His heart at this moment was like that gate that could never be cut through.

And when he saw Mo Hua backstage, his eyes fixedly stared at Mo Hua, as if trying to etch Mo Huaʼs image in his mind forever.

But being a prodigy of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he was proud by nature and did not utter any threats. He simply gave Mo Hua a look and then left.

Mo Hua was slightly puzzled, muttering: ”Why does everyone like to stare at me so much?” ”Do I look very good-looking?”

Situ Nan, seeing Mo Huaʼs oblivious demeanor, sighed helplessly.

He had a premonition that after this battle, Junior Brotherʼs ”sword discussion enemies” were likely to start spreading to the ”Four Great Sects”...

Generally speaking, the disciples of the Four Great Sects are more arrogant; they disdain mingling with the disciples of the Eight Great Gates.

But clearly, the hatred for a certain person broke this barrier.

As night fell, within the Tumo Order.

An anonymous cultivator quietly joined the Demon Slaying Alliance.

His name was ”Unbearable Cold at Great Altitudes.”

But since more and more cultivators were joining the alliance, no one paid much attention at the moment.

Within the Tumo Order, everyone was fiercely discussing Mo Huaʼs ”crimes”: ”Itʼs one thing for his spells to be sinister, fine, his concealment being sinister, thatʼs okay too, even his movement skills being sinister, letʼs not bother...” ”But he actually took advantage of loopholes and drew formations at the Sword Discussion Conference!” ”And they were high-rank formations!” ”Despicable and shameless!” ”Moreover, he used formations even more sinisterly, clearly intending to toy with others, releasing one set after another, just to let people experience despair, then strive to find hope, only to have that hope snuffed out, bringing deeper despair..” ”Just thinking about it gives me a hemorrhage...” ”His heart is too malicious...” ”Even the ways of the Demon Path are nothing more than this.” ”Too dark...” ”Truly disgraceful...” ”Unbearable Cold at Great Altitudes,” who had been silently watching, muttered, ”Yes.”

Anonymous: ”I still say, whoever can publicly slay Mo Hua at the Sword Discussion Conference, Iʼll acknowledge him as my elder brother on the spot!” Big Fool: ”Okay.”

Purple Mist First Fairy: ”If youʼre short of Spirit Stone, tell me.”

I Have No Tolerance for Fireball Technique: ”Mo Hua must die!”

A group of people followed with the chant: ”Mo Hua must die!” Unbearable Cold at Great Altitudes remained silent for a moment, then followed the crowd with: ”Mo Hua must die...”