Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2059 - 982: Fulfilling the Pact (3)
Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
"I’ve brought a 'gift' for you."
The deity statue was draped in a dust cloth, encircled by a fog formation Mo Hua had sketched to mask its aura and block any leaking cause and effect.
Lord Yellow Mountain stood momentarily paralyzed as he stared at the object before him.
Because the cloth was wrapped so tightly, he remained uncertain about what was hidden beneath it.
However, as he drew closer, a faint and elusive aura began to reach him—something that felt hauntingly familiar.
A possibility he had never dared to imagine slowly began to take shape in his mind.
A surge of inconceivable agitation and excitement erupted from his heart, racing through his entire body. He began to shake violently; his emotions reached a boiling point, his scalp tingled, and his head buzzed.
Disbelief completely overwhelmed Lord Yellow Mountain.
"This..." his voice wavered.
"I happened to find something that looks like your 'family heirloom,' so I decided to bring it back," Mo Hua whispered.
With just one look, Lord Yellow Mountain couldn't stop himself from shivering, and his eyes instantly filled with tears.
"You... you actually recovered it for me?"
"I did!" Mo Hua replied with a nod.
Lord Yellow Mountain felt his chest tighten, making it nearly impossible to breathe.
Staring at Mo Hua again, he felt the boy’s features were peerless; his eyebrows were like distant peaks, his eyes sparkled like stars, and his appearance was incredibly handsome and elegant. At this moment, he seemed unmatched in magnificence.
To him, no god, immortal, or mortal in existence was more beautiful than Mo Hua.
Mo Hua appeared so radiant that he seemed to be emitting a golden glow.
This young cultivator had actually... recovered his "Lifebound Divine Statue"?!
He had snatched it from the clutches of that ancient evil god, from the hatched evil embryo, and from the depths of Solitary Mountain City where the evil spirit had occupied it? He had truly retrieved the Lifebound Divine Statue?!
For a Mountain God, such an immense debt of gratitude and virtue was equivalent to being granted a second life by a parent.
This Little Ancestor truly lived up to the title of "Ancestor."
Simultaneously, Lord Yellow Mountain was gripped by profound shock.
He could not fathom how Mo Hua, possessing only Foundation Establishment cultivation, had managed to achieve such a feat.
The abyss of Solitary Mountain City was a burial ground of ten thousand corpses and home to an evil embryo’s divine temple.
Lord Yellow Mountain could not even begin to imagine the trials and terrors hidden within that place.
Even if he, as a Mountain God, were fortunate enough to cultivate for another millennium to return to the peak of the Third Grade, it would likely still be impossible for him to storm Solitary Mountain City and reclaim his Lifebound Divine Statue in one piece.
How did a little cultivator like Mo Hua pull it off?
Stunned and speechless, Lord Yellow Mountain remained frozen in place.
Seeing him dazed, Mo Hua gave a kind nudge, "Hurry and put it away. Make sure you don't lose it a second time."
Lord Yellow Mountain snapped back to reality, remembering the urgency of the situation.
He stopped hesitating and reached for his Lifebound Divine Statue, though he paused for a split second, wondering if he should perform the ritual away from Mo Hua’s gaze.
But after a moment's thought, he realized Mo Hua was the one who found it; if the boy wanted it for himself, he wouldn't have handed it over. To hide his actions now would be ungrateful and insincere.
Lord Yellow Mountain cast aside his doubts. His figure blurred as he merged into the Lifebound Divine Statue. Moments later, he stepped out, half of his form shimmering with golden light.
His look had transformed; his robes appeared more regal, his posture more commanding, and the sallow paleness of his face had been replaced by a spirited glow.
He looked far more majestic than before.
His very origin had become more stable and profound.
"Have you successfully merged with the Lifebound Divine Statue?" Mo Hua asked with curiosity.
Lord Yellow Mountain answered, "We were apart for too long, so it requires a period of nurturing before..."
He paused, choosing not to keep secrets. "Once our origins are fully aligned, I will seek out a hidden location to safeguard this lifebound object."
Mo Hua nodded and dropped the subject. Noticing that Lord Yellow Mountain’s offering table still held only a cracked bowl of rainwater and half a piece of stale bread, he realized the deity's living conditions hadn't improved. He pulled out portions of chicken, duck, fish, and meat from his storage bag, spreading them across the table. After uncapping a small jar of wine, he invited Lord Yellow Mountain:
"Come, let's have a meal and a chat."
Deeply touched, Lord Yellow Mountain cupped his hands in a respectful gesture. "Then I shall accept your kindness rather than decline."
And so, the human and the god sat together atop the divine platform, sharing meat and wine while they talked.
Mo Hua’s primary goal was to learn about the history of Solitary Mountain City.
Lord Yellow Mountain was open, holding nothing back in his replies.
Regrettably, it appeared that the loss of his origin had caused gaps in his memory. Much of what he shared was information Mo Hua had already gathered.
Regarding the Taixu Gate predecessor who had struck him down, his only memory was of a hazy figure in white and a terrifyingly sharp Tai Xu Sword. Everything else—including the person's face—remained a blur.
This struck Mo Hua as quite strange.
Mo Hua frowned, his intuition suggesting two possibilities.
The first was that the destruction of his divine body had truly caused Lord Yellow Mountain to forget the predecessor's appearance.
The second was that the Taixu Gate cultivator had used some unknown method to erase their past for the sake of secrecy.
It was even possible that someone else had wiped away the cause and effect of that past event due to some hidden secret.
This would explain why Lord Yellow Mountain couldn't recall the face.
However, this was merely a guess based on Mo Hua’s study of the Way of Cause and Effect.
The actual truth remained a mystery.
Beyond this, Mo Hua raised other inquiries.
These were questions that had been weighing on him throughout his practice of the path of Divine Thought.
He asked about the progression of a cultivator’s Divine Sense, the evolution of a deity, the connection between a deity’s grades and stages, and the nature of Dao transformation—specifically, whether a deity’s Divine Thought undergoes a "qualitative change" as their grade increases.
He remembered encountering a Third Grade blood-colored divine body that was as tough as iron.
He also recalled a Third Grade evil embryo protected by an indestructible "Demon Armor."
Yet, a cultivator’s Divine Sense didn't seem to experience such transformations.
Mo Hua felt he only possessed a tiny hint of such a "qualitative change."
This left him confused.
Was it possible he had missed a specific direction of "enhancement" within the path of Divine Thought?
Because his own Divine Thought was a chaotic mix of human and divine elements, its composition was far too complex.
Relying solely on his own experience, Mo Hua couldn't untangle these concepts. He had come to seek Lord Yellow Mountain’s guidance, hoping to find a way to further refine and strengthen his Divine Thought.