Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2175 Chapter 1020: Ao Zhan
Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
The confrontation in the sword discussion against Dragon Empire Sect's Ao Zhan turned into a fierce monster hunt.
Disciples of both factions vied against one another, venturing forth to track down a
Second Grade High-Rank Monster Beast.
The side that slays the Monster Beast and extracts its inner core would claim
victory.
In this sword discussion, the cultivators faced not just the task of hunting beasts but also the challenge of confronting fellow humans.
They could employ the Monster Beasts to drain their rivals' power.
Opponents might also corner them, leaving them exposed to the deadly toxins of the Monster Beast.
Contests centered on Monster Beasts sparked varied strategies, filled with constant shifts in circumstances, rendering the fight far more intricate and its outcome harder to foresee.
Yet, the Dragon Empire Sect disciples chose a bolder, more straightforward path.
Instead of targeting the monsters, they set their sights directly on the "humans."
Ao Zhan commanded his group, ignoring the Monster Beasts entirely, and charged headlong toward the five Taixu Gate members, aiming to eliminate the foes first before dealing with the
beasts.
Such a plan radiated absolute assurance.
It showed their firm belief in overwhelming and dispatching the five from Taixu Gate within moments.
Once those five from Taixu Gate were defeated, the Dragon Empire Sect group would retain ample power to pursue and take down a Second Grade High-Rank Monster Beast.
Evidently, they held Mo Hua and his companions in utter contempt.
One could even call it a touch of "insult" woven into their actions.
Yet reality confirmed their prowess; they truly possessed the might and the right to act this way.
As the clash began, the five Dragon Empire Sect members unleashed their Dragon Power in mighty roars, joined by eerie howling winds, akin to savage tigers bursting from their dens, barreling toward Mo Hua and his allies.
Mo Hua had clashed before with lesser disciples from Dragon Empire Sect, feeling the might of their Dragon Tiger Body Refining Skill.
However, those foes paled utterly against the current five, particularly the frontrunner Ao Zhan.
Ao Zhan, standing at the peak of Foundation Establishment, brimmed with vitality, radiating an oppressive aura and imposing might.
A spectral Green Tripod Dragon Shadow twisted around his form.
His Blood Qi boiled over, carrying subtle echoes of dragon roars.
For a fleeting moment, he evoked the grandeur of Shen Tuao, the Demon Sect's chief who wielded the Four Symbols Green Dragon Formation, fell in Gushan Temple, and served as the Great Wilderness's Third Prince.
The opposing forces collided, with the mightiest striking first.
Ao Zhan bellowed in rage, his punch whipping up winds like a coiling dragon, diving into a brutal showdown against Linghu Xiao.
Xiao Wuchen held the top spot in Heavenly Sword Sect.
Likewise, Ao Zhan claimed the leading role in Dragon Empire Sect; their reputations and abilities stood on par.
Still, Ao Zhan excelled as a robust body cultivator, blending attack and defense seamlessly, his Blood Qi raging and Dragon Power wild; up close, his strikes and kicks exploded with devastating might, hard to withstand.
In this style, he outmatched Linghu Xiao more effectively than Xiao Wuchen ever could.
Ao Zhan's near-range assaults were savage, swift, and relentless, bursting with irresistible force, dragon phantoms soaring as they cleaved boulders and earth.
Linghu Xiao found himself relentlessly pushed back, denied any opening to swing his sword offensively, forced to yield ground steadily.
On the surface, his downfall appeared even more complete than in his bout with Xiao Wuchen, leaving him without a single counter.
Onlookers among the cultivators shook their heads in dismay.
Even certain elders of Mount Chongxu displayed clear signs of concern, sighing repeatedly.
As Linghu Xiao fell behind,
the other Taixu Gate members faced such intense pressure that breathing became a struggle.
Forget about supporting Linghu Xiao or opening a path for his sword strikes; against the Dragon Empire Sect disciples' crushing blows, they struggled just to shield themselves, and that barely.
Mo Hua struggled equally.
A towering Dragon Empire Sect disciple hounded him with lethal intent.
Mo Hua relied solely on his movement skill to dodge and weave.
The Dragon Empire Sect disciple failed to pierce the Water Passing Step and strike Mo Hua down.
In turn, Mo Hua lacked the means to turn his evasion into a fatal blow against him.
This marked Mo Hua's second outdoor sword discussion.
The terrain, the rules of the contest, and the adversaries all differed from his
initial encounter.
Yet the flow of the skirmish showed little true variance.
Soon, Linghu Xiao's energy waned, and Ao Zhan's fist felled him,
sealing his loss.
The tide turned rapidly for the worse.
Situ Jian, Ouyang Xuan, and Cheng Mo tumbled one after another in short order.
Again, only Mo Hua remained, feebly dodging with his movement
skill.
Five versus one.
Unlike the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples' prior restraint,
these five from Dragon Empire Sect discarded any sense of honor in combat.
They struck as one, two hammering at Mo Hua with punches and kicks while the other two cut off his escapes.
Ao Zhan's gaze pierced sharply at Mo Hua, his fists pulsing with savage Dragon Blood Qi, ready to deliver a death strike.
Xiao Wuchen carried himself with haughty detachment, sparing no mercy for the downed.
Ao Zhan differed sharply.
Even a lion pounces on a rabbit with full force.
He yearned to end Mo Hua with his own hands!
The five elite talents of Dragon Empire Sect closed in, their murderous aura sealed tight.
Mo Hua's heart skipped, inwardly murmuring: "This is bad."
Unless he fled right away, he could genuinely "perish" under Ao Zhan's assault. Mo Hua swiftly executed a Water Passing Step to create distance, raised his hand
to his brow, set once more on crushing the Dao Discussion Jade himself. Ao Zhan let out a icy scoff, as if foreseeing this move, promptly drawing from his Dantian, letting it echo through his torso, gaping his jaws, and unleashing a
sudden bellow.
This bellow truly echoed with a dragon's roar.
Shattering rocks and cleaving the heavens, a pale sonic blast infused with the
fury of a dragon's call slammed straight into Mo Hua's ear.
The dragon's roar tore through his eardrum, burrowed into his Sea of Consciousness, and rattled Mo Hua's Divine Sense.
But then... nothing followed.
Mo Hua's Divine Thought and Golden Body stood perfect, steadfast as a
peak.
The dragon bellow, awe-inspiring to the ears and soul-shaking, slipped into Mo Hua's
hearing like a gentle zephyr's murmur, carrying zero threat.
He had devoured the Dragon Soul.
Why fear this mere mortal's imitation of a dragon's call?
This dragon bellow held no sway over him whatsoever.
Mo Hua just blinked once, then without pause, stirred the Spiritual Power in
his fingers, broke the Dao Discussion Jade, and vanished.
The very moment Mo Hua faded away, a dragon phantom's punch gale screamed forth and
landed, pulverizing the earth and rocks where he had been into
shards.
Power rippled out, causing the entire surface to fracture bit by bit, spiderwebbing across.