Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2191 Chapter 1025: Everything Blown Up

The blinding radiance from Fang Tian's Shadow left the entire crowd in a state of utter astonishment.

The Sect Leaders from the Three Mountains of Taixu Gate, with teacups still gripped in their hands, found themselves frozen in disbelief right there.

These three Sect Leaders, who had been weighed down by serious concerns moments ago, now gazed at the chaotic blasts within Fang Tian's Shadow, their thoughts completely emptied.

Up on the Sword Observation Tower, those deeply engaged in their discussions suddenly jolted, unable to resist glancing downward.

At the same time, the cultivators observing from the surrounding mountains in front of Fang Tian's Shadow felt even greater confusion:

"What happened?"

"Did the Mount of Tao explode?"

After a short while, realization dawned on them gradually:

"Is it... a Formation?"

"Is it that kid Mo Hua who did this?"

"What kind of Formation has such immense power?"

"What's the situation with the sword discussion now..."

All present straightened up, braving the intense glare, and fixed their eyes firmly on Fang Tian's Shadow.

After an indeterminate period, the explosions finally subsided.

The glow emanating from Fang Tian's Shadow slowly faded, the haze and debris cleared away, unveiling the sword discussion arena's result:

A vast, barren plain.

Nothing was left behind.

The Qian Taoist Sect disciples had vanished.

The city gates, walls, and the City Lord's statue had disappeared too.

Even Mo Hua along with his Taixu companions were nowhere in sight.

Silence gripped the area, soon broken by a shared intake of breath:

"Damn it! Everything's been obliterated to pieces?!"

"That kid Mo Hua deployed a Formation that demolished the whole city and the Qian Taoist Sect disciples?"

"He even took out his own fellow disciples and himself!"

"I'm amazed, this youngster is truly merciless."

"So merciless that he doesn't hesitate to include himself..."

Then a voice cried out, "What sort of Formation did he activate to unleash such devastating force?"

"Second Grade Nineteen Patterns High-Level Killing Formation..."

"Can a High-Level Killing Formation possess such might?"

"This... I truly have no idea..."

"With devastation on this scale, who truly emerged victorious?"

Following a brief hush, another replied, "It ought to be Taixu Gate..."

One person grumbled resentfully, "Taixu Gate's disciples all perished, so why do they get the win?"

"This is a siege warfare simulation; breaching the city gate and toppling the statue before time runs out counts as victory."

"The time hasn't elapsed yet, the statue is gone, so even if every Taixu Gate disciple 'died,' it's their triumph."

"Damn, that kid Mo Hua pulled off another win..."

"What a vicious little devil that brat is."

Someone let out a sigh, "Never before have I witnessed a city siege where the attackers vaporize the entire city..."

"Good thing this was merely a sword discussion. In actual Taoist Soldier conflicts involving city captures, this boy would undoubtedly excel at annihilating strongholds."

"Hard to tell; his Formations are overwhelmingly powerful, his morals are questionable, his intentions are dark—in the days ahead, he could turn into a 'little Demon Head,' responsible for countless killings..."

"From where I stand, Taixu Gate ought to act swiftly, strip this kid of his cultivation, and boot him from the Sect; otherwise, he's far too hazardous..."

A chorus of voices agreed, "Precisely, precisely..."

Another scoffed, "What a pack of fools, spouting rubbish the instant they speak?"

"Cripple his cultivation and cast him out of the Sect—could Taixu Gate really bring themselves to do that?"

Naturally, Taixu Gate would never do so.

Right then, inside the Sword Observation Tower.

The Three Mountains Sect Leaders were gradually shaking off their stunned state.

The Chongxu Sect Leader shook his head, murmuring, "This youngster's Formation is genuinely... formidable..."

Though he led Mount Chongxu, in this instant of profound shock, he struggled to find any better term for the spectacle he'd witnessed.

The Tai'a Mountain Sect Leader remained dazed for quite some time, then shot a look at the Taixu Sect Master and remarked with a touch of respect:

"This child has resided on your Taixu Mountain for nine years without demolishing your sect's entrance; that's indeed lucky..."

The Taixu Sect Master offered a bitter smile.

He hadn't anticipated Mo Hua stirring up such massive turmoil.

Yet simultaneously, the three Sect Leaders felt a hidden unease.

During the Sword Discussion Conference, employing a Second Grade High-Level Formation to level the entire site into nothingness...

Regardless of the specific Formation he inscribed or the principles behind it, achieving this feat was extraordinarily impressive.

One might go so far as to call it "terrifying."

And the state of the cultivation realm—these Sect Leaders surely harbored some foresight about it.

Should peaceful times persist in the future, all would be well.

But if turmoil arises, structures crumble, and Daoist Cultivation sects clash on a grand scale amid rampant battles.

This youth, armed with his extraordinary Formation talents, would inevitably evolve into a city-razing "great weapon" of dread, given enough time.

Even without elevated cultivation, his presence alone would suffice to instill terror across all sects.

The name "Mo Hua" suddenly carried profound significance in the thoughts of these three Sect Leaders...

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The sword discussion site lay reduced to rubble, while the onlookers buzzed with heated discussion.

Before long, an elder from the Mount of Tao declared Taixu Gate's success.

However, the remaining sword discussion bouts would be delayed by half a day to reconstruct the arena.

The Taixu Gate elders and disciples observing exhaled in relief.

No matter the outcome, Taixu Gate had secured yet another victory.

Wenren Wan, Gu Changhuai, Zhang Lan, and the rest, witnessing the enormous disturbance Mo Hua had wrought—enough to postpone the event—could only manage wry grins.

No one had foreseen a siege simulation unfolding in such a manner.

Yet upon reflection, since it was Mo Hua's handiwork, it somehow felt... not entirely unexpected.

Zhang Lan, in particular.

He had observed Mo Hua detonating far larger targets before.

Thus, while the destruction here wasn't minor, this kid Mo Hua had obviously "held back" considerably; else, the blast could have been far more extensive.

Yu Er, by contrast, stood wide-eyed in astonishment, her little mouth agape, her admiration for Brother Mo deepening even further.

And so, this sword discussion concluded suddenly amid Mo Hua's explosive spectacle.

As the assembly grappled with awe, confusion, horror, or censure, each harboring diverse notions, Fang Tian's Shadow grew dim, and the throng began to scatter in small groups.