Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2232 Chapter 1037: War Breaks Out

The Gui Water Sect initiated an assault on the Lingxiao Sect. As they drew near, they exploited the element of surprise, employing the vicious Gui Water Sword Skill to claim several "lives" from the Lingxiao Sect.

Such vile deeds provoked the fury of the Lingxiao Sect.

A brutal clash erupted between the two factions.

Realizing the tide turning against them, the Gui Water Sect withdrew hastily.

Following that, the Sever Gold Sect and Gui Water Sect continued their assaults, launching sneaky strikes against the remaining Eight Great Gates.

Numerous sects endured heavy casualties.

The delicate equilibrium crumbled, with this conflict acting as a fuse that sparked the inferno of the Shura war.

Folks couldn't restrain their curses:

"Damn it, Sever Gold Sect, you lack any martial ethics."

"Gui Water Sect, you're nothing but treacherous!"

Yet, driven by the circumstances, they too resorted to devious methods against nearby sects.

While others slay, failing to do so ensures you lag far behind.

This Sword Discussion Conference means that lagging spells doom for your sect.

A sect's lag hampers the prospects and growth of countless fellow cultivators.

Chaos began to unfold.

Sneak attacks multiplied, claiming lives left and right.

Far-seeing cultivators grew increasingly uneasy.

Failing to eliminate Mo Hua, letting him "persist" or stall while he readies himself, would lead to dire, unforeseeable outcomes.

However, once war's fires ignite, they blaze uncontrollably.

All were occupied with plots and combats, striving to gain advantages for their own sects.

The broader "grand scheme" drew no attention.

Disciples possessing "genuine wisdom" watched helplessly in agony, muttering curses:

"The youth can't be reasoned with!"

"Near-sighted fools, ensnared by Mo Hua's sly scheme..."

Even so, the turmoil of battle persisted without end.

In this way, with Mo Hua absent, the Shura war finished its second purge.

Most of the Twelve Streams sects were eliminated.

Superficially, the Twelve Streams sects stood on par with the Eight Great Gates.

However, the Twelve Streams focused on "specialized" Dao Cultivation, rendering their overall fighting prowess deficient.

Hence, during the Sword Discussion Conference—a true arena of battle—the Twelve Streams held no edge.

Their true domain lay in the subsequent Dao contests after the Sword Discussion, like exchanges on Pill, Artifact, Talisman, and Formation.

The Eight Great Gates' ranks grew even tighter.

Those lacking power perished amid reciprocal plots and skirmishes.

Even within the Four Great Sects, some disciples started getting slain and ousted.

The survivors now boasted deep cultivation bases, wariness, or unique skills—all vital "inner circle" disciples from their sects. Against them, slaying anyone required immense endeavor.

Furthermore, certain "betrayers" stirred up intrigues, heightening suspicions between the Four Sects and Eight Gates, fostering a charged tension.

No one dared move impulsively.

Though undercurrents surged wildly, the visible conflicts quieted down.

With time's passage, the Shura field's fog slowly dissipated, unveiling the landscapes and peaks, clarifying the lay of the land.

Abruptly, a signal flare arced through the heavens.

This marked the prearranged cue.

Hearts of all quivered.

"We've located him!"

"That villain Mo Hua!"

Disciples from the Four Sects and Eight Gates exchanged looks; mere moments ago locked in savage combat, they now pretended all was normal,

as they bellowed:

"Mo Hua has to perish!"

The Demon Slaying Alliance's vow spread verbally

among the crowd:

"Purge Mo and safeguard the Dao, Mo Hua must die!"

Loathing for Mo Hua yet again "bound" the once-divided

sect prodigies into unity.

Followers of the Four Sects and Eight Gates halted their feuds, stowing away this resolution inwardly, then unleashed their traversal arts, becoming rays of spiritual radiance, hurtling toward the flare's origin.

Within the Shura field, escaping lights gathered to a single spot.

A majestic aura emerged, resembling the Four Sects and Eight Gates' heroes uniting to vanquish their prime foe, Mo Hua.

Upon reaching the flare's location, the group beheld a massive cliff, its face rising thousands of feet, flanked by thick woods, barren

and void.

Nearby stood two squads of Ten Thousand Formations Sect disciples.

A Ten Thousand Formations Sect disciple gestured at the cliff and declared:

"Formation remnants are present here."

"An Illusion Array envelops the exterior, while a Concealment Formation hides the interior—both uncommon Second Grade High-Level Formations."

The Ten Thousand Formations Sect belongs to the Twelve Streams, founded upon formations.

Their legacy in formations carries a distinctive flair.

Disciples here possess notable proficiency in formations.

These formation signs were spotted post-fog dispersal, thanks to some formation detection and a dash of fortune.

Such arrays proved highly intricate.

In the entire Sword Discussion Conference, solely Mo Hua displayed such prowess and capabilities.

"Good work, you've toiled enough."

Qin Cangliu gave a nod, then swung his sword, slaying the disciple who spoke from the Ten Thousand Formations Sect.

Disciples from the other Eight Great Gates, witnessing this, followed suit, eliminating every last Ten Thousand Formations Sect disciple.

The Ten Thousand Formations Sect ranks among the Twelve Streams.

These disciples' survival up to this point stemmed from employing these Formation Masters to track the Formation Leader, Mo Hua's, signs.

With Mo Hua's signs now uncovered.

The Ten Thousand Formations Sect disciples lost their value.

Regarding array disruption.

Though Ten Thousand Formations Sect disciples were innate Formation Masters, they clearly couldn't match the fiendish prodigy,

Mo Hua.

They failed to breach Mo Hua's arrays.

Unable to shatter the arrays, brute methods remained the only option.

Thus, Ten Thousand Formations Sect disciples served no purpose.

All Ten Thousand Formations Sect disciples were Formation Masters, absorbed in array studies, naive in thought, still basking in the triumph of unearthing Mo Hua's signs, when they were suddenly betrayed and cut down sequentially.

Fuming with rage, the Ten Thousand Formations Sect Elders roared

from beyond the battlefield:

"The Four Sects and Eight Gates are all scoundrels!"