Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2194 Chapter 1026: Duanmu Qing
Previously on Immortality Through Array Formations...
The crisis facing Taixu Gate grows increasingly dire.
Unease grips most sect cultivators, right up to the three Sect Leaders themselves.
For they remain in the dark about their next sword discussion foes and the battles' results.
The Dao Discussion Heaven Instrument decides the sword discussion matchups.
Right after every sword duel wraps up, the Dao Discussion Heaven Instrument calculates the following pairing right then and there.
Until the Dao Discussion Heaven Instrument wraps up its calculations, all remains shrouded in mystery.
In secret, Mo Hua pondered the Dao Discussion Heaven Instrument's mechanics.
He even pondered, should the chance arise, employing heavenly secret arts to tweak the Dao Discussion Heaven Instrument's matchup list.
Just a subtle adjustment to position some less formidable teams on his side.
Allow elite talents like Xiao Wuchen, Ao Zhan, Duanmu Qing, and Shen Linsu to clash fiercely, battling to the death for supremacy until they're utterly exhausted.
This approach would let Taixu Gate sail through to the next stage with ease.
As Shen Linsu and the rest turn on one another, at least half those prodigies would perish in the Earth sword discussion.
Mastering heavenly secrets to steer the clouds and summon the rains.
Twisting causality to wield another's blade for slaughter.
That's the profound essence of heavenly mechanism causality.
Regrettably, Mo Hua lacks such power at present.
The Dao Discussion Heaven Instrument stands as the sacred relic bequeathed by the Mount of Tao's founding ancestor.
Within the Qian Learning State Boundary, the Mount of Tao ancestor looms as a mythic legend.
No one can say if this ancestor was a mere Hollow Void Cultivator, a Void late-stage titan, or some enigmatic being transcending Void...
An ancestor of such depths, with an ancient treasure ensnaring heavenly mechanism causality in unbreakable threads.
It's utterly impervious to sensing or meddling by commonplace cultivators.
Not even Void experts could likely pierce it.
Much less Mo Hua, a mere Foundation Establishment youth.
Thus, the impending sword discussion hinges entirely on the Dao Discussion Heaven Instrument's whim.
Whichever matchup it assigns, Mo Hua has no choice but to face it head-on.
In the worst scenarios, should fortune sour and pit him against a genius on Xiao Wuchen's level.
Mo Hua would probably concede the bout and brace for defeat.
A day passes, and the Dao Discussion Heaven Instrument whirs to life, weaving causality anew.
The Dao Discussion Heaven Instrument unveils Mo Hua's next sword discussion rival.
It turns out to be one of the Four Great Sects: Longding Sect.
This round, fortune smiles a touch brighter, sparing them the peak prodigy Ao Zhan.
Yet fortune doesn't fully favor them, for the foe ranks as the near-top disciple beneath Ao Zhan in Longding Sect:
Ao Zheng.
Ao Zheng's prowess nearly matches Ao Zhan's. He simply trails a hair behind in spiritual root, cultivation technique, and Taoist skill.
That sliver of difference is minor.
But amid the Four Great Sects teeming with geniuses, it marks the chasm between top spot and runner-up, an unbridgeable divide.
That's within Longding Sect's ranks, anyway.
For the sword discussion tournament, Ao Zhan proves mighty, and Ao Zheng stands equally formidable as an adversary.
Mo Hua flexed his fingers in calculation, brow furrowing, sensing victory won't come easy.
Sticking to straightforward combat, they'd probably fall to Longding Sect once more, just like last time.
And by chance, this sword discussion takes the form of a monster hunting contest.
In the monster hunting contest, they lost first to Ao Zhan, and now to Ao Zheng.
Mo Hua let out a soft sigh.
Only a handful of rounds remain in the Earth sword discussion.
Every win demands desperate struggle now.
Fail to seize it, and should the Dao Discussion Heaven Instrument withhold favor next time, assigning a top prodigy's matchup, then defeat is certain.
But how to overcome this Ao Zheng?
As Mo Hua pinched his fingers, studying the sword discussion terrain map and mulling his strategy, his eyes lit up faintly upon forming a scheme.
Still, Mo Hua breathed a sigh:
"Someone as upright as me hates resorting to this, yet for the win, no other path exists..."
Following that, Mo Hua outlined the battle tactics.
The sword discussion day arrives.
Crowds still throng the outer areas.
The Inner Mountain duel grounds feel far more serene.
Mo Hua arrives early at the Mount of Tao's Inner Mountain, accompanied by Linghu Xiao and the team, posted at the entrance.
All sword discussion participants access the Inner Mountain via this gateway.
Taixu Gate follows suit, as does Longding Sect.
Linghu Xiao and his companions stand resolute, arrayed in formation along the mountain trail.
Meanwhile, Mo Hua idly twirled a grass blade, sketching formation patterns on the earth with unhurried ease.
As a Formation Master, advancing in array arts means etching patterns ceaselessly, seizing every idle moment without fail.
Such diligence defines a true Formation Master.
After a short practice session, Mo Hua abruptly tossed aside the grass root,
glanced upward, and declared: "They're approaching."
Linghu Xiao and the rest instantly went on high alert.
Moments later, a group of cultivators indeed emerged from the far end of the path, exuding dominance, gazes haughty, clad in Longding Sect's opulent Taoist robes.
At their forefront strode a square-faced figure, radiating intimidating aura, each gesture pulsing with tangible blood and qi, his body refinement power roaring fiercely.
This was Ao Zheng.
Today's sword discussion pits Longding Sect against Taixu Gate.
The rival factions confront each other directly.
As Ao Zheng guided his team forward to meet Mo Hua's group, his eyes narrowed sharply, unleashing potent battle lust.
And lurking beneath, a flicker of veiled murderous intent.
Mo Hua rose to his feet, his face shifting seamlessly from amiable leisure to cold disdain.
Positioned atop the steps, he gazed "downward" upon Ao Zheng.
Without that vantage, his stature would barely reach Ao Zheng's shoulder, failing to overawe him.
Ao Zheng truly paused in surprise for an instant.
Mo Hua, Taixu Gate's enigmatic "Formation Leader," has long carried an air of sly unpredictability in his deeds.
Moreover, Mo Hua's demeanor chilled the air right now.