The Quest for Immortality

Go and figure out what kind of Holy Pattern the Shugubu is studying.

What kind of Barbarian Armor are they attempting to forge?

These things aren’t easy to guess. We need to follow the Formation Patterns step by step to find clues.

Mo Hua continued to deduce.

The paper in front of him was densely and chaotically filled with the path and changes of Formation Patterns, resembling a ”Heavenly Book”.

An ordinary Formation Master would feel their Sea of Consciousness numb after a few glances.

But after researching for a while, Mo Hua suddenly found that his ”deduction” couldn’t proceed any further.

The Formation Patterns were too fragmented, the changes too numerous, with too many possibilities contained within.

Unable to ”anchor” a target, he couldn’t find a concrete direction to conduct such a massive and complex deduction.

This kind of ”deduction” was clearly beyond his current capabilities.

Mo Hua furrowed his brows, yet unwilling to give up, he continued to scribble and smear, deducing for a long time.

His Divine Sense was depleted several times, and after meditating to recover, Mo Hua again used it up completely.

Yet still, no results came from the ”deduction”.

The ”fragmented patterns” in front of him remained like severed limbs and bones, covering an entire large sheet of Formation Paper.

It resembled a ”mass grave” composed of Formation Patterns.

”Shugubu, Barbarian Armor, fragmented patterns... what on earth could it be...”

Mo Hua tightened his furrowed brows, hesitated repeatedly in his heart, and couldn’t help but ponder, ”If I can’t deduce it, maybe... should I use causality to see if there’s any other clue?”

He didn’t know if this matter could be calculated.

Whether it would involve some unknowable causality.

But the curiosity and confusion in his heart burned like wildfire, making it unbearably anxious for Mo Hua.

”Just a simple calculation, just a simple calculation...”

To prevent any accidents, Mo Hua meditated, restoring his Divine Sense to a full state.

Then, under the name of ”seeking enlightenment from the Divine Lord”, he asked Dan Zhu to guard the door for him.

Finally, Mo Hua used Demon Bone Divination Skill to make a simple calculation, but the hexagram was very strange, showing nothing but a dark void.

Mo Hua didn’t quite understand it and was not resigned.

He also used a Copper Coin for another calculation, and the result was largely the same, still a realm of dark vagueness.

Mo Hua remained puzzled.

He then used the latest Calculation Method of the Three Talents of Heaven, Earth, and Human, reconstructed a Stone Palace in his Sea of Consciousness using Divine Thought, and simulated the time and environment.

He himself was the human element.

Then, the Three Talents operated, causality flowed, and this time it was indeed different. Mo Hua could see the passage of time, seeing himself in the next moment lying on the ground of the Stone Palace, looking up at something.

But that was all, as the scene quickly disappeared, and causality was directly severed.

As if something had devoured it.

”What am I... looking at...”

Mo Hua’s face changed, and he suddenly had a strong premonition in his heart.

Following what the causality had predicted, he lay on the ground of the Stone Palace and looked up, naturally seeing the gigantic White Bone Barbarian God Statue.

The Barbarian God Statue...

More accurately, it was the gigantic, menacing white bone skull of the Barbarian God Statue.

In a flash of sudden insight, Mo Hua’s heart trembled as he realized something.

Second Elder, Mr. Tu, Blood Sacrifice Hall, Human-faced White Bone Evil God Statue...

And right before him, stood a Barbarian God Statue, more accurately, a statue of a ”Quasi-Evil God”.

”The head of the statue...”

”Could it be...”

Mo Hua took a sharp breath, jumped up abruptly, his body flowing like water, bounding up the God Statue in three strides, landing atop the head of the Barbarian God Statue.

Mo Hua groped around the head of the Barbarian God Statue for a moment. In an unfamiliar yet relatively ”familiar” location, he found a crack.

Mo Hua’s gaze quivered slightly, reaching his hand into the crack.

Inside the crack, there was nothing, but the touch revealed traces of cuts made by blades or chisels.

”These marks...”

Mo Hua felt these marks with his hand, carefully sensing the patterns of these marks, his pupils slightly narrowed, feeling a mix of relief and an undeniable trembling in his heart:

”It really is... Taotie...”

Inside the head of the Barbarian God Statue in the Shugubu, there was a carving of the Taotie Pattern.