Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2227 - 1035: Ominous Sign_3

Within the Qian Learning Hundred Gates, a handful of ancestors were sporadically assembled.

Every one of them was there.

These ancestors displayed diverse looks, with some sporting silver locks and aged faces, others bearing young features topped with gray strands, a few showing robust middle-aged charm, others bent with age, some boasting dragon-like builds, a number resembling shriveled crones, and yet others resembling timeless fairy maidens with eternal allure...

Each one radiated absolutely no presence.

Yet in their gazes burned an unfathomable, endless profundity.

These roughly twenty Heaven Void Ancestors formed the bedrock and backbone of the mighty clans and sects, fearsome entities capable of cowing any region across the globe.

Right now, they had convened in the Sword Observation Tower, jointly contemplating the blades.

The vast chamber inside remained profoundly still.

Every Heaven Void Ancestor stayed mute, with some sipping tea in solitude, others sitting in closed-eye contemplation.

Their profound cultivation and extended lifespans had eroded nearly all their passions, leaving scant matters to rouse them.

Certain ancestors, shaped by their practice, had grown profoundly detached in nature.

The ebb and flow of clans and sects might scarcely register with them.

To these beings, the ordinary realm held no appeal; their focus fixed solely on the "Dao" and pure "immortality."

Their pursuits centered on chasing the "Dao" and attaining "immortality" through whatever paths necessary.

Other ancestors chased renown and wealth to bolster their clans, to expand their sects, but at root, it all tied back to their personal "Dao."

Lineages and authority merely embodied aspects of the Dao.

Regarding Heaven Void cultivation, the expenditure on Spirit Stones was enormous.

The need for Spiritual Objects proved even more overwhelming.

Such endeavors demanded vast authority to back them and plentiful resources to fuel them.

Absent the backing of clans and sects, they couldn't isolate from mortal concerns, retreat into isolation, and advance their cultivation.

To venture past Heaven Void, that lofty, near-legendary stage mentioned only in old scrolls.

Naturally, barring true immortality, even Heaven Void Ancestors remained mortal beings.

As mortals, they possessed the full spectrum of emotions and desires.

Not every Heaven Void Ancestor embodied detachment.

Certain Heaven Void Ancestors harbored fiery dispositions.

Take Ancestor Ye from the Daluo Sect, for instance, with his sharp brows like swords and a flowing beard, his rough-hewn visage, who from time to time shot furious looks toward Elder Master Xun of the Taixu Gate.

In the Daluo Sect, his most cherished young disciple, a prodigy in sword dao whom he pinned the greatest expectations on, was meant to dazzle at the Sword Discussion Conference.

Yet, he fell in a flash to a single blow from a Taixu Gate disciple.

The crux was that this disciple wasn't even a sword cultivator.

His blade work hardly qualified as true swordsmanship.

The Daluo Sect ancestor felt deeply shamed, and mere recollection ignited his sense of disgrace.

Naturally, considering the gravity of the event, he reined in his ire and held his tongue.

Elder Master Xun detected the fury yet merely savored his tea in peace, acting as though all was uneventful...

...

Beyond the Dongxu Hall.

The heads of various sects had also assembled at the Sword Observation Tower.

The Valley Master of Hundred Flower Valley, accompanied by a few Taoist State women in ornate robes, murmured among themselves about certain matters.

Leaders from none of the other Four Sects, Eight Gates, and Twelve Streams were missing.

This Asura battle carried such deep repercussions that it left every sect leader gripped by equal worry and tension.

Even the chiefs of the Four Great Sects found composure elusive.

Their unease didn't stem from the Taixu Gate.

As the focal point, the Taixu Gate faced imminent peril at every turn.

Their anxiety centered on the perils posed by the remaining Four Great Sects once the Asura battle concluded.

Once the Asura battle ignited, it turned into a relentless slaughterhouse; by its close, without favoritism, any sect's standout talents might endure assaults from the prodigies of the other three sects.

Amid the carnage, hazards lurked on all sides.

In the attacks and counters, myriad shifts unfolded.

No one could predict who might shatter the siege and endure to the finish.

Given the lofty points from the Asura battle, this implied that if the ensuing Sword Discussion failed to widen the divide, the top scorer in the Asura battle could claim the top spot in the Sword Discussion Conference too.

For their Four Great Sects, the victor of the Sword Discussion was practically determined right at the outset of this Asura battle.

Hence, the sect leaders of the Four Great Sects could hardly keep their cool.

As for the Taixu Three Mountains Sect Leader's state of mind, words failed to capture it.

In the Taixu Gate's present straits, holding onto their position would count as immense luck.

Should the rank slip only slightly, they'd still deem it bearable.

Anything more seemed beyond hope.

They knew full well that the Four Great Sects of Qianxue stood as unassailable "Great Mountains."

Outside the Sword Observation Tower.

In the Mount of Tao's viewing zone.

Elders from the Taixu Gate, together with disciples at the early, mid, and late Foundation Establishment stages, were nearly all on hand to witness the clash.

This confrontation shaped their sect's destiny.

To them, its importance matched that weight.

Yet at present, the atmosphere hung heavy with strain, leaving all hearts suspended in uncertainty.

And in the Feng family section, Great Elder Zhang, Zhang Lan, Gu Hong of the Gu family, plus various other elders, joined by Court Official Gu Changhuai and Xia Canonical Official...

All kept their eyes on the fight.

They grasped the ongoing circumstances to a degree and felt mounting concern, quietly fretting over Mo Hua and the Taixu Gate.

Even Great Elder Zhang, having observed numerous sword discussions by Mo Hua, had grown attached to this "apparent" Taixu Gate talent who mastered the Zhang Family’s Water Passing Step, unwilling to witness Mo Hua and his fellows defeated.

Or at minimum, not crushed too severely...

...

Still, among the onlookers, more cultivators took pleasure in the misfortune:

"Reasonably speaking, Mo Hua won't make it through this round, will he?"

"If a single foe aims to slay him, he dodges; should a group target him, he flees;"

"But when a whole sect, or even around ten sects' worth of people, all swarm to eliminate him, where could he conceal himself, where might he flee?"