Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2108 Chapter 998: Sect Taoist Soldiers 4

Lights flickered dimly in the Disciple's Residence.

Mo Hua, sticking to his scheduled routine, repeatedly examined and delved into the handful of Ultimate Formations he now owned.

Once he completed his practice of the Reversed Spirit Formation and shifted to the Four Symbols Monster Pattern, converting it once more into the Dragon Pattern, Mo Hua halted abruptly, struck by a sudden realization:

Lifebound Formation Map!

In recent days, the sword discussion had consumed his attention so much that he'd nearly overlooked it.

The issue of his Lifebound Formation Map remained unsolved...

Mo Hua wrinkled his forehead.

He recalled vividly the warning passed on by the Second Elder right before turning to ashes:

Mr. Tu possesses a statue of an Evil God, concealing within it the Ancient Wilderness Formation Map discovered by an extraordinarily gifted Great Witch from the savage depths of the barbaric wilderness, tied to the Great Wilderness Lineage.

This Ancient Wilderness Formation Map connects directly to his Lifebound Formation Map...

"Mr. Tu, Evil God statue..."

Yet... where precisely is this Mr. Tu located?

In what spot might the Evil God statue be concealed?

What form would his Lifebound Formation Map take?

Mo Hua creased his brow deeply, mulling over these questions for a prolonged stretch but gaining no insights.

"Never mind, I'll handle it once the sword discussion wraps up..."

"For now, the sword discussion takes priority above all. Afterward, there ought to be opportunity to track down someone to pursue Mr. Tu, thrash him senseless and eliminate him, then devise a method to seize the 'Evil God statue'..."

"Should it prove too challenging, seeking aid from the ancestors and Sect Leader could be an option, though it's uncertain if the ancestors will have availability..."

"Besides, this involves an Evil God, making it exceedingly perilous, so extreme caution is essential..."

Mo Hua reflected quietly in his mind, then pushed the concern temporarily from his thoughts, concentrating on his formation practice while eagerly awaiting the sword discussion event the next day...

...

Somewhere undisclosed in the Qian Learning State Boundary.

Inside a chamber drenched in blood.

Mr. Tu, his body marred by injuries and his Divine Soul ragged and torn, prostrated himself on the floor.

The demise of the Solitary Mountain Evil Embryo had unleashed upon him an unparalleled brutal "Divine Punishment," tormenting his flesh and Divine Soul with excruciating agony, as though he were trapped in an eternal hell without respite.

Mr. Tu had grown desensitized to it all.

In a haze, he felt his time slipping away rapidly.

This stemmed not just from threats by Taixu Gate, but also from a ruthless entity within Taixu Gate itself, lurking and observing closely...

And an even more horrifying presence...

"Recently, I've sensed it, like something—a pair of... shadowy, chilling eyes—secretly spying on me..."

"Yet I haven't the slightest clue about his identity..."

"Who might he be?"

"Has some formidable cultivator of immense power joined the conflict... or has he been entangled in it from the start?"

"I have no idea..."

"I... lack the time, I..."

Mr. Tu's words cut off abruptly, his gaze growing dull and revealing an odd, profound emptiness.

Moments later, he gradually knit his brows:

"What was I just talking about?"

"Am I wavering?"

"No, that's not possible."

"My devotion to the Divine Lord stands affirmed by the heavens and earth. Neither man, nor fiend, nor god can erode my unwavering belief."

"Nothing in existence truly merits fear."

"Once the Divine Lord awakens, every vile spirit and beast shall perish beneath the Divine Lord's radiant might..."

"Indeed, that's the truth..."

Mr. Tu whispered feverishly, then dropped to his knees, his back slick with blood, while faint throbs of pain echoed from his Divine Soul's wounds.

Still, a twisted joy stirred in Mr. Tu's soul.

Both thunder and dew represent the grace of the divine.

This torment served as the Divine Lord's "blessing."

His suffering confirmed the Divine Lord's reality, a mark of the Divine Lord's special regard for him.

"The Solitary Mountain revival collapsed because too few perished..."

"This round, victory is assured..."

"Provided sufficient deaths occur, success is inevitable..."

"And the Divine Lord shall finally rouse, savoring the finest sacrifices this realm offers through your own form..."

Mr. Tu bowed in fervent worship.

Clasped in his grip was a human skin stained with gore, etched with Green Dragon Formation Patterns that pulsed with a menacing green-red glow.

The object of his adoration was a divine effigy.

An enormous, horrifying, bone-chilling statue of an Evil God bearing a human visage, goat-like horns, and skeletal features.

Concealed inside this statue lurked a dread Evil God aura alongside an ancient mystery that no one knew...