Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2144 Chapter 1010: Shi Tiangang

Within the debate arena, the woods stand thick and verdant.

Shi Tiangang pursues relentlessly, while Mo Hua flees in desperation.

Mo Hua darts away in haste, his figure frantic like a startled deer bolting for survival.

Shi Tiangang bears a chilly smirk, his face stern and commanding, his Vajra physique towering and formidable, gliding swiftly like the breeze, akin to a predator stalking its quarry.

Numerous onlookers beyond the arena observe the chase, their spirits thrilled. "Cursed Mo Hua, your reckoning has arrived."

"Virtue rewarded, vice punished—it's not absent, merely delayed until the moment arrives."

All of them recognize that should Shi Tiangang draw near to Mo Hua, a mere clench would suffice to end him.

And this very outcome is what they yearn to witness.

Amid the wooded hills.

Shi Tiangang steadily narrows the gap with Mo Hua, step by step; as a disciplined Body Cultivator, his mobility far outpaces Mo Hua's.

Nevertheless, Shi Tiangang remains vigilant.

He understands that Mo Hua is far from ordinary on the surface and certainly won't await his doom passively.

Besides, Mo Hua holds the title of Leader of Formations.

Although during the Sword Discussion Conference, he depends on "Spell" for survival, he has undoubtedly prepared some Formation tactics.

As expected, shortly thereafter, the terrain bulges, the soil dips, creating a pitfall that ensnares Shi Tiangang.

Second Grade Middle-level Formation: Quicksand Mountain Lock Formation. Shi Tiangang remains unmoved.

He lashes out with his arm, shattering the rocky bindings, his soles pulsing with Blood Qi to scatter the sands, then vaults free from the array's hold.

The Sword Discussion Conference imposes array restrictions, so even Mo Hua can't unleash significant formation might.

A Second Grade Middle-level Formation won't confine Shi Tiangang for extended periods.

However, this brief hindrance allows Mo Hua to widen the separation once more.

Shi Tiangang resumes the hunt, advancing like a shooting star, blinking forward in bursts, drawing close to Mo Hua anew.

Mo Hua feels alarm, urging his mobility to its utmost.

He employs a Water System Body Skill, his footwork adept, pace respectable, enveloped in rippling currents as he dodges.

The source of this mobility art becomes clear at once to Shi Tiangang and the many Elders of Daoist Law watching from outside.

Flowing Water Step.

This serves as an uncommon yet not overly sophisticated Water Series Escape Skill.

It suits Mo Hua's modest Five Elements foundation, embodying the way that masters every method.

Furthermore, Mo Hua executes this mobility art with great proficiency.

But Shi Tiangang scoffs in his mind.

How could simple foundational Five Element mobility arts rival his Vajra Sect's Gold Element Step?

Shi Tiangang presses on with his strides in pursuit, facing various arrays, barriers, runes, and minor deceptions along the path, though none can halt him properly.

Still, Mo Hua soon exhausts his stratagems.

Arrays and runes deplete, while low-level spells prove futile.

He has expended every resource at his disposal.

Left with no option, Mo Hua must simply sprint for his life. Yet his sole leftover mobility technique still falls short of Shi Tiangang's.

The slender form shows a hint of hopelessness.

Onlookers beyond the arena erupt in cheers and applause, rejoicing boisterously.

And shortly, the long-awaited moment materializes.

Shi Tiangang nears Mo Hua, eyes piercing, frame poised like a beast of prey, Vajra enveloping his palm, evoking a divine wrath, seizing the lowly offender, lunging toward Mo Hua.

The crowd grows somewhat on edge.

But in the following blink, a gleam of water dances at his fingers, and Shi Tiangang's clutch grasps nothing.

Shi Tiangang peers closely, witnessing Mo Hua stumble on level ground, evading his Vajra grip, before tumbling into adjacent foliage, using the thick undergrowth to mask his presence.

Without pause, Shi Tiangang delivers a strike.

The force of the blow rips through the earth, splintering stones, grinding foliage to powder.

However, past the foliage lies emptiness, devoid of Mo Hua's presence.

Shi Tiangang knits his brow.

He scans with Divine Sense, abruptly turning rearward, spotting Mo Hua not distant, bounding from the woods like a nimble stag, dashing wildly into the

far reaches.

Shi Tiangang swiftly resumes the chase, gaining ground, unleashing yet another blow with radiant gold.

Yet Mo Hua appears prescient, his shape shifting prematurely, as if anticipating, sidestepping Shi Tiangang's strike, then plunging back into the thicket.

Shi Tiangang stomps down, Vajra Strength radiating from his foot, splitting a gash that crawls toward the bushes.

Next, the whole cluster of shrubs blasts apart under the power.

Debris scatters wildly, blended with dirt and bark fragments, raining down.

But Mo Hua remains unseen.

A faint aura drifts from the rear, prompting Shi Tiangang to whirl around and catch sight of a furtive shape slipping away.

It is Mo Hua.

Shi Tiangang clenches his jaw, pursuing once more, nearly upon him, as Mo Hua ducks

behind a massive rock.

Shi Tiangang smashes it with a fist, crumbling the stone, but Mo Hua's form has

vanished from its shelter.

Not a whisper of aura lingers.

Then, moments later, Mo Hua emerges from another spot, casts a look at Shi Tiangang, and flees onward.

Though Shi Tiangang typically maintains composure, this toying by Mo Hua ignites his rage.

His gaze hardens like unyielding Vajra, breaths rumbling like a beast's growl, summoning Spiritual Energy from the

Qi Sea, channeling Vajra's unbreakable might to its peak, directing it wholly to the Sun channel in his leg.

With a potent stomp, the earth fractures, golden radiance flares, and Shi Tiangang hurtles at Mo Hua like a launched projectile.

Mo Hua treads nimbly, slipping behind a towering trunk.

The instant after, the full tree erupts into fragments from the potent golden frame.

Yet, past the trunk, Mo Hua is absent still.

Shi Tiangang glances back, realizing Mo Hua has mysteriously repositioned

behind him once more, employing Flowing Water Step to retreat into the distance.

Shi Tiangang at last senses irregularity, his heart jolted: "This brat slips away so slyly and obscurely... what sort of arcane mobility technique does he wield?"