Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2011 Chapter 966: My_3

The tide of battle shifted once again, reversing the stakes.

Control of the situation had returned to Mo Hua.

Young Master Xuan’s complexion turned deathly pale in an instant.

Mo Hua observed him in silence for a moment, weighing whether or not he should eliminate Young Master Xuan immediately.

Given that Young Master Xuan was a cunning descendant of Xuan Sanren and possessed strange, unpredictable techniques, the threads of karma suggested it might be best to deal with him first.

However, after a brief contemplation, he concluded that securing the Four Symbols Green Dragon Formation was the higher priority.

Furthermore, time was running out...

"Help me keep Shen Tuao pinned down; I need to transcribe the Dragon Patterns from his body..."

Mo Hua gave the order to Elder Bear. He then glanced back to see Young Master Xuan’s mind racing, likely plotting some new scheme. Mo Hua issued a stern warning:

"I will refrain from attacking you for the time being, but do not push your luck."

"Once I have finished copying these Dragon Patterns, we are leaving. Any further disputes can be settled outside."

"Do not forget that an Evil Embryo still dwells within this tomb; that is the true monster here."

To temporarily mask the Evil Embryo's senses, the Second Elder had sacrificed his own life, but that protection was only meant to last for one hour.

By his current estimation, less than an hour remained.

"If you stir up more trouble and cause a delay that awakens the Evil Embryo, no one survives."

"Against a Third Grade peak Evil Embryo, even the arrival of your ancestor would be futile," Mo Hua stated with icy resolve.

Young Master Xuan looked irritated, yet his heart was gripped by dread, and he truly did not dare to make another move.

Following Mo Hua’s lead, Elder Bear moved to suppress Shen Tuao.

Shen Tuao was already on the brink of death and severely wounded, making resistance impossible.

Yet, Mo Hua refused to take any chances.

These Demon Cultivators were all masters of deception; there was no telling if he was truly incapacitated or merely feigning his injuries.

Thus, using Elder Bear to hold him down was a necessary safeguard.

Xun Ziyou, who had been resting until now, had recovered some of his strength. Seeing the situation, he used his sword for support and stood beside Mo Hua, acting as a shield against any potential threats.

After weathering countless trials, Mo Hua finally gazed upon the authentic Dragon Diagram.

Across Shen Tuao’s back, a majestic and terrifying green Dragon Diagram was etched in ancient patterns.

It was a form created by condensing the essence of a thousand monsters into a draconic shape.

By harnessing the power of the Dragon Vein, it manifested genuine dragon energy.

Through resonance with the Dragon Vein, the Monster Qi had been purified and the Monster Patterns assimilated. The Evil Dragon Formation had "reformed," officially evolving into the orthodox Four Symbols Green Dragon Formation of the Great Wilderness.

This was the result of Mr. Tu’s meticulous "Myriad Monsters Raising Dragon" technique.

Mo Hua’s Lifebound Formation Map had finally found its ultimate destination.

Furthermore, upon a closer look, it was evident that this Four Symbols Green Dragon Formation was a Second Grade Twenty-One Pattern Ultimate Formation.

The Great Wilderness Dragon Pattern—a royal legacy.

And it was an Ultimate Formation!

Mo Hua’s eyes sparkled with intensity. Unable to mask his thrill, he immediately produced a Jade Slip and began the focused task of transcribing the Four Symbols Green Dragon Ultimate Formation.

Recording a Formation Diagram is a complex feat; it demands a profound foundation in formations to accurately replicate the original without a single mistake.

The fact that it was an Ultimate Formation only increased the difficulty exponentially.

With focused eyes and Divine Thought serving as his brush, Mo Hua worked stroke by stroke.

Pattern by pattern, the entire Four Symbols Green Dragon Ultimate Formation was flawlessly etched into the Jade Slip in his palm.

However, as he worked, a growing sense of dread began to pool in Mo Hua’s chest.

It felt as though something malevolent was creeping toward him.

What could it be...

Mo Hua’s brow furrowed, his heart suddenly racing. Alarm bells rang in his mind as he looked up, his face losing all color:

"Elder Xun, look out!"

Xun Ziyou had sensed nothing, but seeing Mo Hua’s panicked expression and the shock in his eyes, he relied on his decades of combat experience. He instinctively drew his longsword and swung it upward in a fierce arc.

The grating sound of steel meeting bone rang out.

Xun Ziyou swiftly pulled Mo Hua behind him and retreated several meters with graceful precision before finally looking up.

What he saw caused his pupils to shrink.

Perched upon the golden beam of the temple was a pale, four-limbed entity. It was a grotesque half-human, half-demon creature with a twisted face—a "Human Demon."

The others spotted it as well, their faces filling with horror.

"What on earth is that?!"

The pale human demon emitted a bone-chilling cackle. Blood began to ooze from its skin, evaporating into a spreading crimson mist.

Upon seeing this mist, Mo Hua’s heart sank. He realized then that the blood mist Young Master Xuan used to corrupt the Taoist hearts was not entirely his own power.

A portion of that mist had originated from this human demon.

This creature had been lurking in the great hall for a long time.

It had been secretly pulling the strings, inciting everyone into a murderous frenzy over the dragon vein.

"But... how did no one sense it?"

Mo Hua frowned in thought.

As the crimson mist expanded, the pale human demon faded from sight, vanishing from everyone’s perception.

Even a sweep of divine sense revealed nothing but empty air.

A heavy gloom settled over the hearts of the Golden Core cultivators.

This pale human demon was not only ghastly to look at but radiated an unnatural eeriness.

Everyone pushed their divine senses to the limit, scanning the area with total vigilance, yet the demon’s location remained a mystery.

Suddenly, a golden light flickered deep within Mo Hua’s eyes, allowing him to catch a glimpse of a cunning blood shadow.

"Elder Bear, behind you!"

Elder Bear Pi reacted instantly. In a flash, his arm shifted into the form of a python, swinging around in a backhand strike.

The python appeared to clamp down on something, but the creature's bone and hide were too resilient to puncture.

The pale human demon quickly wrenched itself free.

The moment it escaped, Mo Hua lunged to the side, hiding behind Xun Ziyou.

A split second later, a deathly white arm clawed out from the blood shadow, striking the exact spot where he had just been standing.

Because Mo Hua had anticipated the move, the attack caught only thin air.

Xun Ziyou’s blade immediately lunged forward.

The sword tip cut into the pale arm, leaving a long, bloody gash. The monster let out a piercing roar, leaped into the rafters, and vanished once more.

With eyes glowing with golden majesty, Mo Hua scanned the room, tracking the evil demon's path.

A moment later, Mo Hua pointed, launching a fireball through the air toward Fan Jin’s side.

Fan Jin dove out of the way while Xun Ziyou coordinated an attack, unleashing a wave of sword Qi.

The fireball burst, exposing the mangled human shape just as the sword Qi slammed into it. The pale human demon stumbled back, its eyes glowing a feral red. It glared at Mo Hua, its voice a raspy screech:

"Brat, what kind of monster are you?"

It couldn't understand how he could perceive its presence or predict its strikes.

Mo Hua offered no reply, instead beginning to manifest another Fireball Technique at his fingertips.

The demon’s mangled face, which looked like a collection of stitched-together corpses, grew even more hideous. However, its rage soon shifted into a malicious grin.

The pale human demon unhinged its jaw, darting a long, crimson tongue out like a blood-slicked spear toward the far end of the hall.

Realizing its target, Mo Hua’s pulse hammered against his forehead as he screamed:

"Stop it!"

Elder Bear Pi was confused, his reaction a second too slow.

Master Gu and Fan Jin simply lacked the power to intervene.

Elder Xun Ziyou, however, trusted Mo Hua implicitly. He struck first, but he was just a fraction too late. His sword Qi whistled through the air, severing the blood spear in two.

While half of the spear was obliterated by the sword Qi, the remaining half continued its flight.

It struck the black-robed Second Elder—the man who had already perished to suppress the Evil Embryo's aura.

The Second Elder’s corpse was impaled by the blood spear.

The blood's corrosive nature immediately polluted the dragon bones in front of him.

The protective sorcery shattered.

The Second Elder’s remains were drained instantly, shriveling into a husk.

The white bone chains that bound the Evil Embryo crumbled into dust.

The remaining time vanished instantly.

A chaotic, vile, and terrifyingly deep aura flooded the Divine Temple, saturating every corner with dread.

Mo Hua’s pupils shivered.

The Third Grade peak Evil Embryo had finally awakened...