Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2766: Chapter 108: Bone Armor_3

The ”pirated” Formation doesn’t work...

Mo Hua frowned, ”I need to think of a way to restore the Formation to its original state, completely...”

But after much thought, Mo Hua couldn’t come up with any method to restore it 100%.

Unless the Ancestor Shubu from the Shugu Skill Department came back to life and drew it personally in front of him.

But that’s simply impossible.

”There’s no way to completely restore it...”

Mo Hua thought for a moment and suddenly realized, ”Why does it have to be completely restored?”

Why does it have to be exactly like the Formation drawn by the Ancestor Shubu?

He’s not one of those foolish Formation Masters who insists that the ancestral methods can’t be changed, that every stroke and line of the Formation is inviolate.

If the internal Law is the same and the functionality is the same, isn’t that sufficient?

Moreover, this isn’t really a ”pirated” version.

The core technology inside is identical, what’s the harm if there’s a slight variation in the external Formation Patterns?

Mo Hua found this reasoning very sound.

Then he couldn’t help but think expansively:

The Shugu Skill Department has ancestral Barbarian Armor, so other large tribes must have them too...

Surely these tribes’ ancestral Barbarian Armor also contain Ultimate Formations.

Having comprehended this law of Taotie’s Consumption and Demonic Dragon Transformation, does this mean that, should he encounter any tribe’s ancestral Barbarian Armor Ultimate Formation, he can replicate it using the same method?

Calculate the Formation Diagram, swallow it with the Taotie Formation, and then restore it.

In this way, can he ”recreate” the ancestral Barbarian Armor of all tribes?

Wearing the enemy’s armor to fight them?

Mo Hua was taken aback.

This makes the Taotie’s Consumption Formation seem a bit like the ”Small Unseen Art” of the Four Symbols Formation, doesn’t it?

Swallow the Four Symbols Ultimate Formation of another tribe, then re-fuse it to ”recreate” a ”pirated” version?

Mo Hua paused for a moment, unable to contain his anticipation, wanting to try it out first.

He left the secret chamber he had been secluded in for a long time and, upon stepping outside, immediately encountered Little Zatu.

Little Zatu had been waiting anxiously outside, and upon seeing Mo Hua emerge, his face lit up with joy:

”Gentleman, have you finished your seclusion?!”

Mo Hua nodded and asked, ”How are things outside?”

Little Zatu’s face fell again, ”Not very well...”

Mo Hua patted his head, ”Take me to have a look.”

”Alright!”

Little Zatu led Mo Hua to meet with Dan Zhu and the others.

Dan Zhu and the others breathed a sigh of relief seeing Mo Hua finish his seclusion.

With external threats looming, Mo Hua had secluded himself, engrossed in Formation research, unaware of time passing.

This had made the others quite anxious.

In fact, in the Danque Tribe and the Wutu Alliance, many Barbarian Cultivators had begun to doubt whether the Shaman was either in trouble or had abandoned them.

Dan Zhu’s suspense gradually eased.

He looked up at Mo Hua and suddenly hesitated.

He had a feeling that ”Mr. Witch” seemed to have a new aura about him, a kind of indiscernible ferocity and greed that made him shiver deep down.

”What exactly did Mr. Witch comprehend during his seclusion...”

Mo Hua adjusted slightly to the outside atmosphere, withdrawing from the state of formation research and Taotie enlightenment, to inquire about the current situation.

He only realized after asking that almost two months had passed since he secluded himself to study the Formation.

During these two months, Dan Zhu and Chi Feng, along with others, had been battling against Lugu’s command from the Shugu Main Department, barely holding on.

Now, most of the Wutu Mountain Realm has already fallen.

The forces have retreated to the edge of the Wutu Mountain Realm.

Lugu’s troops stand outside, eyeing the realm with intent.

The situation is quite dire.

Without Mo Hua’s ”foreknowledge” guidance, Dan Zhu felt quite out of sorts, but during this period, he managed to endure under great pressure. Despite the struggle, he indeed grew considerably, preventing the complete loss of the Wutu Mountain Realm.

Mo Hua was relieved in his heart.

As expected, a prodigy is indeed a prodigy; a bit of tempering leads to growth.

Mo Hua felt a kind of ”fostering” joy in his heart.

”Given the circumstances, let’s retreat for now.” Mo Hua pondered for a moment before speaking.

”Retreat?” Dan Zhu was somewhat perplexed.

Mo Hua nodded, ”Give the Wutu Mountain Realm to Lugu, retreat back to the Wutu Mountain Realm, and then plan gradually.”

Chi Feng frowned, ”But... if we retreat, how can we fight back?”

Mo Hua obliquely remarked, ”The Divine Lord has his directives.”

Dan Zhu and Chi Feng exchanged glances, still unclear about what ”directive” the Divine Lord could have.

Yet they trusted Mo Hua, this enigmatic ”Shaman,” wholeheartedly.

So, Dan Zhu and the others retreated again and again, finally withdrawing to the Wutu Mountain Realm.

The Wutu Mountain Realm is a small mountain realm, with more complex topography, easy to defend but hard to attack.

Lugu initially intended to pursue aggressively, but after several unsuccessful attempts, coupled with the fatigued forces of the Shugu Department, he ordered the troops to set up camp and recuperate.

Once strong enough, they’d seize the Wutu Mountain Realm in one fell swoop, capturing Dan Zhu and the others completely.

Thus, the Wutu Mountain Realm was completely consumed by the Shugu Department.

The Danque Tribe and members of the Wutu Alliance were pushed into a corner, their expressions heavy and shrouded with anxiety.

They could retreat no further; if Lugu attacked again, they would have to fight with no backing.

It was do or die.

For a moment, tensions rose among the people. Some tribes even began to harbor thoughts of betrayal.

Mo Hua ordered Jiao Li to execute the defectors to maintain the unity of the tribe and the alliance.

People’s minds are like water, fickle; the more so in such times, the more crucial it is to consolidate morale.

Meanwhile, Mo Hua focused intently on forging Barbarian Armor.

The materials for forging the armor he had already obtained from the Shugu Skill Department.

He selected a few people for the forging team.

The forging technique was mainly derived from the Danque Tribe’s heritage, with the former Sword-Casting Master ”Sword Bone” providing input.

The most core Formation for the armor, Mo Hua had already ”restored.”

And all of this occurred in secret.

The forging venue was fully enclosed, and all forging masters and Elders were prohibited from leaving.

Mo Hua hadn’t revealed to anyone what armor he was forging.

Amidst the melding of iron, fire, bone, and Formation, time flew by.

A month later, Lugu, having completed rest, once again led troops to press the attack, aiming to annihilate Dan Zhu and obliterate the Wutu Tribe.

Dan Zhu and Chi Feng took their forces to resist.

The two sides engaged in relentless combat.

Dan Zhu and the others strove to hold on against immense pressure.

In this critical situation, three nights later, Mo Hua, accompanied by some Barbarian Soldiers, pulled a stack of storage boxes to Dan Zhu’s camp at the front line.

Dan Zhu and the others were puzzled.

Mo Hua ordered the boxes to be opened.

As the boxes were opened, a dusky light flickered past, captivating the observers.

In that instant, Dan Zhu and Chi Feng, as well as the others, hardly believed what they saw.

They actually saw...

The Bone Heavy Armor inherited from the Ancestor Shubu of the Shugu Department?!

And there were as many as fifty sets!

This quantity was already more than the Heavy Armor inherited by Lugu’s Shugu Main Department.

The air grew dense.

Dan Zhu and the others forgot to breathe, and after what seemed a long time, they looked towards Mo Hua, tremblingly saying: ”Mr. Witch, this is...”

Mo Hua solemnly declared: ”This is divine-gifted Barbarian Armor.”

He looked at Dan Zhu and the rest, his face exuding a deity-like radiance, ”Select fifty elites, put on these heavy armors, and fight Lugu tomorrow.”

Dan Zhu took a deep breath and nodded, ”Alright!”

So the next day, leading the troops from the Shugu Main Department, the General Lugu, preparing to decisively eliminate Dan Zhu’s forces, saw, on meeting Dan Zhu, the fifty terrifyingly fierce Bone Heavy Armored soldiers behind him.

In the broad daylight, even General Lugu doubted his own sight.

He looked again carefully, staring intently.

A sense of unbelievable absurdity surged through his mind, nearly fracturing his Divine Sense.

Unable to hold back, Lugu furiously cursed:

”Damn it! How is my Ancestor Shubu’s Heavy Armor on the bodies of Danque Tribe members?!”