The Quest for Immortality

In Mo Hua’s eyes, there was only the altar for a moment.

A moment later, he came to his senses, looking at the boundless blood sea, without a raft or a path, unable to see the edge of the gigantic blood pool, he furrowed his brows.

”How do we get across?”

Mo Hua asked Mr. Witch.

Mr. Witch said, ”There is the White Bone Boat, which can carry you across the blood sea to the other shore.”

”White Bone Boat?”

”Everyone, follow me,” Mr. Witch nodded and said.

Ever since entering the inner hall, getting closer to the blood pool, and nearer to the altar, it seemed also closer to the ”Divine Lord”. Mr. Witch’s face showed less fear and instead carried a hint more of steadiness and piety.

He led the way at the front, guiding everyone to the edge of the blood pool, stopping at the statue of a giant fish-bodied demon monster. No one knew what hand gestures he formed, but suddenly there was a rumbling sound as the statue’s head and body separated.

The fish demon statue, made of white bone, slid into the blood sea, exactly in the shape of a ”White Bone Boat”.

Mr. Witch said, ”Please.”

The group hesitated for a moment, just about to take action, when Mo Hua suddenly said, ”Wait.”

Mr. Witch turned back, looking at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua said, ”Let me ask you, when was this blood pool built?”

Mr. Witch clasped his hands and said, ”When the Dragon King Temple was first built, there was this blood pool.”

”For what purpose?”

”This... naturally to offer tribute to the Divine Lord...”

Mo Hua sneered, ”You’re lying. Although my cultivation is not high and my Formation skills are not good, I am after all from a Great Sect, so I know a little about Formations...”

As Mo Hua mentioned that his ”Formation skills are not good”, Gu Changhuai couldn’t help but twitch his eyelids.

Thinking to himself, this kid is starting to give people a hard time again.

”Don’t think I don’t know. This blood pool, full of Evil Power, and located at the center of this Dragon King Temple, must be the formation eye of some kind of Formation. Charged with evil blood, this Formation must be an Evil Formation.”

”You so easily agreed to use this White Bone Boat to take us across the blood pool, you must have malicious intentions, perhaps thinking of capsizing halfway to throw us into the blood pool.”

”Or maybe you intend to use an Evil Formation against us...”

Evil Formation...

As Mo Hua spoke these words, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Even in Master Xiao’s expression, there was increased vigilance.

Mr. Witch’s face slightly changed, he laughed awkwardly:

”Young master is joking. Since you have learned about Formations, you should know that all Formations in this world require Formation media; without media, there can be no Formation.”

”This blood pool is vast and boundless, with nothing to rely on, so we cannot create Formation media, therefore no way to draw Formation Patterns, much less set up the Formation Pivot or construct the formation eye.”

”Moreover, with the blood water in this pool, accumulated over the years, the Evil Power is so strong that flesh touching it will perish, and metals will corrode. Even if Formation media had been set up, it would have eroded long ago. Even if a Formation had been drawn, it wouldn’t be able to be activated...”

After speaking, Mr. Witch suppressed his unease and looked at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua furrowed his brows, appearing very puzzled, but then nodded, muttering, ”It seems correct, there’s no Formation Patterns around here either...”

Mr. Witch maintained a calm expression, silently letting out a sigh of relief in his heart.

He thought that he had really been found out by this little imp...

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

Luckily, this little imp was only half-baked, seeming to have learned a bit from his elders and eager to show off.

Though his vigilance was indeed high, and his intuition very sharp, but after all, his knowledge was lacking due to his age. Otherwise, things would have turned bad.

Mr. Witch said frankly, ”The Fish Bone Token is placed on the altar, if you trust me, follow me to retrieve it. If you don’t trust me, there really is nothing I can do, do as you wish.”

Master Xiao stared at Mr. Witch for a moment, pondering, then spoke, ”Let’s board the boat.”

At this point, even if Mr. Witch truly harbors other intentions, they can only proceed.

Because there’s no way back.

But being reminded by Mo Hua, Master Xiao still retained a bit of suspicion and instructed Xie Liu, ”Keep an eye on him, don’t let him make any move.”

Xie Liu disliked being ordered around, but in front of Master Xiao, he could only suppress his temper, drew his longsword, and placed it against Mr. Witch’s neck, coldly saying:

”Mr. Witch, my apologies.”

Mr. Witch looked at him coldly, quietly making a mark in his heart against him.

He considered himself a servant of the Divine Lord.

These people weren’t even worthy to serve as servants, yet dared to threaten him.

Mr. Witch was escorted by Xie Liu onto the White Bone Boat.

The rest of the group also boarded the boat afterward.

Then the White Bone Boat set sail, with Mr. Witch ferrying, taking the group across the boundless blood sea, cutting through waves towards the altar in the center of the blood pool.

The blood pool reeked with a nauseating odor, with Evil Power surging.

Sitting on the White Bone Boat, looking around, all they could see was the vast blood water, leaving everyone feeling somewhat apprehensive.

Yet, fortunately, the journey was smooth.

Whether it was that Mr. Witch truly had no other intentions, or because he was being held by Xie Liu and had no chance to make any move, the blood sea roared, looking dangerous, but the passage had been unusually smooth.

In about an hour, the group reached the shore.

The shore had white bones, with stairs made of white bone, casting demon statues alongside the steps, several hideous demon statues guarding the altar.

Mo Hua stared at the altar, almost unable to move.

If it weren’t for all these people around, with the timing not being right, he would have already rushed over, stepped on the demon statues, kicked away the ram-horned skull, and sat grandly on this altar, enjoying a ”feast” of demon monsters for himself.

In this way, his Nineteen Patterns Divine Sense could advance further.

Advancing Nineteen Patterns further, for all Formations below the Golden Core, except for Second Grade Ultimate Formation, he would learn them with almost no threshold.

Mo Hua was craving badly.

”What a pity...”

The pity was that the timing was not right, there were too many bad people, and he had to be patient to ”clear the field” one by one.