Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2074 Chapter 987: The Power of God-slaying (Part 3)

...Dead?!

A third-grade Golden Core Monster Beast perished under Mo Hua's strike?!

Mo Hua, merely in the Foundation Establishment Realm, managed to take down a third-grade Golden Core Realm Monster Beast all by himself?!

Xun Ziyou's mind reeled from the massive impact, his hands began shaking uncontrollably, and briefly, he struggled to trust what his eyes had witnessed.

Despite witnessing it firsthand, the scene still struck him as utterly unbelievable.

For a split second, he even wondered if he remained caught in the nightmare spawned by the Solitary Mountain's Evil Embryo.

The sights unfolding before him felt utterly dreamlike...

If not, an event this bizarre simply couldn't occur...

A Foundation Establishment cultivator slaying a Golden Core was nearly an unattainable miracle.

Especially when it involved ending a Golden Core Realm Monster Beast, which surpassed ordinary cultivators in might.

And the slayer turned out to be Mo Hua himself, infamous for his frail Blood Qi and meager Spiritual Power, always avoiding dependence on his cultivation base.

He hadn't even deployed the Formation for the kill.

The Formation served merely to bind and dominate.

In truth, he drew upon his personal prowess, the enigmatic Sword Skill he had honed, and through sheer solo clash, he brutally felled that third-grade Monster Beast!!

Xun Ziyou's inner world quaked with astonishment.

What sort of formidable Taoist Skill was this?

And what immense force propelled it?

...

Meanwhile, the Pig Monster lay slain.

Mo Hua snapped back to awareness, gazing at the enormous carcass sprawled ahead, a flicker of surprise stirring within him.

Just like that... it's gone?

"With Divine Thought turned to sword, I felled a... third-grade Golden Core Realm Pig Monster?"

Mo Hua stared at his slender, fragile hand, disbelief washing over him.

He had committed only a mere tenth of his Divine Thought Power.

The unleashed might of the Godslaying Sword, hampered by the divides between illusion and reality, amounted to but a sliver of its total potential.

Yet even then, this formidable third-grade Pig Monster fell cleanly to his single strike.

Mo Hua drew in a sharp, chilly breath.

Should the day arrive when he fully merged the barriers of illusion and reality, unleashing the Godslaying Sword into the world at full, unbridled strength...

How dreadfully potent would that blade prove?

Which tiers of cultivators or beasts might it claim?

Mo Hua dared not even speculate.

He lingered in awe for a bit, then recalled that the commotion would inevitably draw attention.

The pressing issue lay in "cleaning up" the mess, lest explanations turn troublesome.

But how exactly to clean it up?

Who could he turn to for aid?

Mo Hua eyed the massive third-grade Golden Core Pig Monster, its piggish gaze now vacant in death, pondering deeply.

Moments later, he retrieved the Taixu Token and dispatched a message to Xun Ziyou:

"Elder Xun, hurry over! I've found a dead pig!"

Far off, Xun Ziyou glanced at the Taixu Token, his face twisting into a riot of expressions:

"..."

Found a dead pig...

Were it not for his own eyes confirming it, he might have swallowed the tale whole.

Xun Ziyou quelled the storm of feelings inside, paused briefly, then replied to Mo Hua: "Where?"

Mo Hua scanned his surroundings and relayed the spot.

Xun Ziyou responded: "Fine, I'm heading there shortly."

Mo Hua: "Okay."

With that, Xun Ziyou slipped covertly down the mountain, looped around several times to bide time, and finally feigned haste in arriving.

Reaching the site, Xun Ziyou feigned "astonishment":

"A third-grade Pig Monster?"

Mo Hua nodded.

"What caused its death?" Xun Ziyou inquired.

Mo Hua shook his head, replying: "I'm not sure, I just got here and spotted this big pig already lifeless on the ground."

"Likely, some passerby slew it, or perhaps a sudden affliction struck and it smashed into a tree till it dropped."

"Smashed into a tree and perished..."

"Pigs have thick skulls, can't maneuver well, just barrel ahead and meet their end."

"..."

Xun Ziyou felt utterly deflated.

This kid spouted fibs with such natural flair, utterly devoid of logic.

Xun Ziyou surveyed the area, noting all Formation remnants had been wiped clean, and gave a subtle nod.

Erasing every trace of the Formation—smart move, spares me the hassle...

"Got it," Xun Ziyou affirmed with a nod, adding, "This Refining Demon Mountain teems with dangers, head back now. I'll deal with this third-grade Pig Monster."

Relieved that Elder Xun probed no deeper, Mo Hua exhaled softly, yet after a thought, he ventured: "Elder, can this third-grade Pig Monster earn me Merit Points?"

Though his current Merit Points sufficed for the moment, one could never hoard too many.

Besides, letting a third-grade Pig Monster go unclaimed for Merit Points would leave Mo Hua with lingering regret.

Elder Xun gazed quietly at Mo Hua and let out a sigh:

"Fortune counts as prowess too. Since you 'stumbled upon' it, the Merit Points are yours by right."

Mo Hua relaxed fully, grinning as he said: "Many thanks, Elder Xun!"

Elder Xun instructed: "Return now."

"Yes."

Mo Hua offered a respectful bow, then departed, entrusting the remainder to Elder Xun Ziyou.

Once Mo Hua had gone, Xun Ziyou stood in silence awhile, then approached the dark-furred Pig Monster step by step.

Beholding the beast's nearly pristine body and its dim, empty eyes, Xun Ziyou inhaled sharply, his eyes quivering as he whispered that long-forgotten name:

"Taixu... Divine Thought into sword True Jue..."

Those words carried an extraordinary weight, stirring Xun Ziyou's heart with longing yet laced with fear.

He heaved a sigh, drew forth a treasured sword, and with a flash of blade light, he carved the pig's hide, tore through its meat, and stabbed into the creature's core.

The once-unmarred Pig Monster now bore myriad sword wounds.

Afterward, Xun Ziyou activated the Letter Token to summon helpers for disposing of the third-grade Pig Monster's vast remains.

...

Meanwhile, Mo Hua made his way back to Taixu Gate, settling into the Disciple's Residence, his thoughts still churning restlessly.

The moment of striking down the Pig Monster replayed vividly in his mind.

The unleashed fury of the Godslaying Sword continued to unsettle him somewhat.

He couldn't resist examining his hands, sinking into contemplation.

Within those hands rested the technique to end a Golden Core...

This formed the bedrock of Divine Sense Proving the Dao, amplified by the authentic might of Divine Thought into sword True Jue.

A surging sense of mastery began to course through Mo Hua's entire being.

Eight years of relentless study within the Qian Learning State Boundary, ceaseless cultivation by day and night, refining Formations, devouring Evil Spirits, absorbing Divine Marrow, laying the groundwork for the Divine Way.

All while pursuing Sword Dao, gradually seizing command of the Divine Thought into sword technique.

Bit by bit, like grains building a tower or drops wearing stone.

At last, his Divine Thought Dao started to reveal its edge.

Mo Hua's palm seemed to grasp something, his eyes gleaming fiercely.

Divine Thought Formation, Sword Transformation achieved!

Henceforth, his Divine Sense thread became the "Line of Death."

Be it human, beast, or fiend, once the Godslaying Sword emerged and pierced their Sea of Consciousness, it disregarded all bodily defenses, Spiritual Power, or infernal energies, shattering their Divine Thought and snuffing out their existence.

And so, he advanced at last, emerging as a true "Divine Way Cultivator."

Armed with mighty Divine Thought, he now grasped the reins of his own fate and demise!

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