The Quest for Immortality

”Are these the Taoist Soldiers of the Taoist Court?”

”Moreover, such a majestic and vast presence, obscuring the sky and earth, is this... the Taoist Soldiers of a large troop?”

Mo Hua’s heart trembled slightly, turned back to glance at the Demon Beast Arena, and his figure gradually disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already near the city gate.

The Great Desert City was magnificent; its walls were high, and the gate was extremely gigantic, resembling two small mountains standing in confrontation.

However, on regular days, the Great Desert City gate was tightly closed, and ordinary cultivators could only enter and exit through the side gate.

But at this moment, the mountain-like gate of the Great Desert City was wide open.

Armored and sharp, the grand army of Taoist Soldiers formed a phalanx, orderly passing through the gate, entering the fourth-grade Great Desert City, mixed with the iron and blood aura of carnage, vast and mighty, stretching beyond sight.

The clashing of gold and iron, the sound of iron cavalry stomping, shook the earth.

The multitude of Taoist Soldiers, their aggressive might, and high morale, shot straight into the heavens.

In the Great Desert City, various cultivators on both sides watched the procession with contracted pupils and expressions of shock.

At this moment, they could truly understand where the supreme authority of the Taoist Court came from.

They now understood what the court relied upon to unify the Nine States.

It was through soldiers and slaughter.

Mo Hua was equally shaken.

This was also the first time in his life he witnessed such a large-scale procession of Taoist Soldiers.

In Tongxian City, when besieging the Qian Family, he had seen Taoist Soldiers.

In South Yue City, during the siege of the Lu Family to quell the corpse plague, he had also seen a large number of Taoist Soldiers.

But the Taoist Soldiers he saw during those two occasions, compared to the vast army of metal before him now, amounted to nothing more than a small fraction, completely incomparable.

This was the true army of the Central Dao Court.

It was assembled by the Central Dao Court in order to quell the Great Wilderness rebellion, with military orders issued and coordinated by the Taoist soldiers Court, drawing from armies of various states and gathering at the gateway of the Great Wilderness, a large force of regular Taoist Soldiers.

Looking around, there were thousands upon thousands, countless in number.

This army of the Taoist Court symbolized the authority of the Taoist Court, set to march south into the Great Wilderness, break the Imperial Court, execute princes, quell rebellion, and assert the Taoist Court’s divine power.

Tao Cultivation warfare implies slaughter and death.

It implies tragedy and devastation.

Yet even so, upon witnessing with his own eyes this torrent of metal and cavalry, Mo Hua felt his heart rhythm waver and blood boil almost instinctively.

This powerful torrent formed by Taoist Soldiers, once on the battlefield, charging and warring, with formations and armor united, blades and morale resonating, like a mountain roaring and sea wailing, crushes all opponents and breaks through all obstacles, what a scene of iron-blooded grandeur it must be.

For a moment, Mo Hua’s mind was captivated.

After a while, he gradually realized another thing:

”The Taoist Court... is enraged...”

”The true war of the Great Wilderness... has begun...”

While Mo Hua was lost in thought, there was a commotion in the distance.

Several Golden Core Cultivators emerged from the Spirit Beast Tower, which was the underground Demon Beast Arena, releasing their divine senses to search for Mo Hua’s presence.

However, they too were intimidated by the might of the Taoist Soldiers and did not dare to search for Mo Hua too openly.

Mo Hua’s gaze flickered, taking advantage of the Taoist Soldiers’ iron-blooded aura, he completely concealed his figure.

His aura blended into the mixed environment of the Great Desert City.

Like a fish merging into a stormy sea, leaving no trace.

...

Dozens of miles away, in the Great Desert City.

In an inn.

Mo Hua washed off the bronze-colored ink, changed into a new outfit, and once again became the fair and clean Formation Master and Spiritual Cultivator Mo Hua in the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

In the inn, people came and went.

Mo Hua sat in the room, drinking alone, quietly pondering the next step.

The entry of the Taoist Soldier army into the city implied that the Taoist Court was about to get serious.

The war in the Great Wilderness would escalate further.

But these were not the most urgent things at the moment.

Mo Hua was self-aware.

The war between the Taoist Court and the Great Wilderness, to be honest, was not something he could influence at his current stage.

In such a large-scale Tao Cultivation warfare, the scope was too vast, the number of people too many, and the complexity and changes in fortune of the battle were too unfathomable.

As a small Foundation Establishment cultivator, there was little he could do, let alone expect to change such a grand battle outcome.

The only thing he could potentially contribute to was formations.

But the formations used by the Taoist Soldiers were standardized, and the core military Formation Patterns were top secrets of the Taoist soldiers Court.

The weapons and armors used by the Taoist Soldiers were also mostly pre-forged before the battle.

These were beyond his reach.

The only place he could involve himself might be in the pre-battle formation preparations, formation responses during the battle, and post-battle formation repairs.

But for these tasks, other Formation Masters could do them too.

And now, his biggest issue was still his cultivation.

In large-scale Tao Cultivation wars, Qi Refinement is the bottom tier, Foundation Establishment is the foundation, and Golden Core is the backbone.

If he could break through to the Golden Core, learn more advanced Third Grade Arrays, logically speaking, he might indeed be able to have a considerable influence on the battle outcome.

Foundation Building cultivation, Second-grade Formation, in such a great war, is really too limited in effect.

No matter how well he does, he is still just one person, influencing the fate of one unit of Taoist Soldiers, one or two battles, with little impact on the overall warfare.

Of course, it is too early to consider these now.

The urgent matter at hand is to rescue the Big Tiger first.

Otherwise, delay any longer, and that Young Master Tuoba might try to whip the Big Tiger into submission.

The Big Tiger might be at risk of losing its life.

Mo Hua’s expression turned slightly serious as he silently contemplated the various methods and means to rescue the Big Tiger, deducing the causal variables in the process, and predicting changes in the final outcomes.