Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2233 Chapter 1037: War Begins (Part 2)

"Damn it, use and discard us!"

"Treating our Ten Thousand Formations Sect like a mule..."

"Such disrespect for Formation Masters and disregard for Formations, will surely bring retribution sooner or later!"

But all they could do was curse a few words helplessly.

Thus, the Ten Thousand Formations Sect was eliminated.

The Asura sword competition list was known clearly to everyone present.

Each sect was keeping track of which sects had participating disciples, who was killed, who left the field.

After all, the sword competition rankings were based on the "survivor list." To kill, one must kill completely.

To ensure that no disciple is overlooked.

Not even a little can be neglected.

And after two clear-outs, coupled with the discarding of the Ten Thousand Formations Sect like a mule.

At this point, the remaining participants in this Asura battle eligible to continue the competition were exclusively disciples from the Four Great Sects and Eight Great Gates.

Currently, all surviving sword competition disciples from the Four Sects and Seven Gates were gathered in front of the mountain wall, confronting Mo Hua and Taixu Gate across the formations.

The Asura battlefield was vast, Mo Hua's methods of laying formations were concealed and hard to detect.

Yet once discovered, the principles of the formation were not difficult to decipher.

"Outer illusion array, combined with the Asura battle's fog, confuses vision..."

"Inside the illusion array, lay a concealment formation to mask aura...

"Indeed it's Mo Hua, skilled in playing these insidious tricks."

Someone sneered, "While we're out here fighting desperately, Taixu Gate has a sly plan, hiding here to reap the benefits like a fisherman."

"No need for talk, extinguish Taixu first, then kill Mo Hua..."

"Extinguish Taixu, kill Mo Hua..."

The crowd clamored, yet no one truly took action.

Although they verbally belittled and mocked Mo Hua, none dared to

underestimate him.

Especially since some, who were vocally fierce, had already been tricked by Mo Hua, creating a hidden fear in their hearts.

Mo Hua laid formations ahead.

Even if it's only an illusion array and concealment formation, it still instilled apprehension.

If they attacked, they feared falling into Mo Hua's traps and his ambush.

Moreover, having just been furtively attacking and scheming against one another, though temporarily "allied" against Mo Hua, their hearts remained unsettled.

They feared being stabbed in the back by their "allies" while assaulting Mo Hua. The atmosphere was deadlocked, with no progress being made.

Finally, Ao Zheng from the Four Great Sects and Shen Cangfeng stood forward. Shen Cangfeng fought Mo Hua, his sword not yet ready before he perished. Ao Zheng fought Mo Hua, being tricked by Mo Hua dumbfoundedly. Both were vehemently eager to kill Mo Hua swiftly.

"Let's make three pledges."

"Before extinguishing Taixu and killing Mo Hua, no one is to turn against allies."

"If any sect violates this agreement and plots against the alliance, all sects will unite and destroy them first."

"Once Taixu is extinguished and Mo Hua killed, this agreement is automatically nullified."

"Then we'll resume the sword competition and settle the score."

This agreement carried great deterrence.

But precisely because of that, it brought comfort.

"This sounds good."

"Agreed..."

"United efforts, let's kill Mo Hua first!"

The crowd was agitated with fervor.

Song Jian felt some regret in his heart.

In such a situation, with everyone together, he couldn't perform any underhanded tricks.

As for Mo Hua, he could only rely on his luck.

Song Jian drew the Sever Gold Sword, blending into the crowd, expressing anger on his face:

"Mo Hua deserves to die, kill Mo Hua first!"

Those present were all Heavenly Pride Disciples from various sects, with extraordinary cultivation and strength, their actions naturally becoming more incisive with a common goal.

Ao Zheng punched, collapsing the stone wall.

Shen Cangfeng struck with his sword, shattering the mountain stones.

Besides Shen Linsu and the four Heavenly Pride Disciples, other sect elites also

struck, directly demolishing half the stone wall.

The stone wall destroyed, formation base disappeared.

The illusion array was broken accordingly.

The concealment formation inside began to fail.

Before the crowd, the light and shadow of mountain stones transformed, then shattered, revealing a valley entrance.

The entrance resembled a line to the sky, exceedingly narrow.

The stone walls on both sides towered, allowing only one person to pass

through.

Above the entrance, there were densely packed Second Grade High-Level Formations, extending endlessly at first glance.

The crowd changed expressions upon seeing it:

"This Mo Hua truly knows how to choose a place..."

"They actually laid down so many formations."

"Is this a sword discussion or a formation competition..."

Shen Cangfeng said, "Each sect will send out a team, body cultivators in front, sword cultivators in the middle, spiritual cultivators at the rear, taking turns to

break the formation."

"Once we've broken the formations, we'll all charge in together."

"Alright!"

Shen Cangfeng led the charge, taking a step forward, his longsword gathering power, beginning to strike at the formation on the One Line Sky.

Then the disciples from the Four Sects and Seven Gates took action one after

another...

Soon, there was a loud rumbling sound.

Outside the battlefield, the cultivators who had been observing the overall

situation through the Fang Tian Painting Shadow all let out sighs of relief.

"Finally found it."

"I thought he could hold on a bit longer with this illusion array and

concealment formation."

"Unlucky..."

"The Ten Thousand Formations Sect is no pushover."

"Now this Asura battle has turned into a battle of offense and defense."

"The Four Great Sects, along with seven sects from the Eight Great Gates,

jointly attacking-it's such a grand spectacle."

"Even Mo Hua's formations won't hold out for long, Taixu Gate can't withstand

it."

"Once the valley is lost, Taixu Gate is likely to face a massacre..."

"Truly miserable..."

The entire Taixu Gate, including Zhang Lan and others, all cultivators who

cared about Mo Hua and Taixu Gate, felt as if a huge stone was pressing on their hearts, almost suffocating them.

In the Sword Observation Tower, the sect leaders of the Three Mountains also

stared at the Fang Tian Painting Shadow intently, not having taken a single sip

of tea. And in the sword discussion field.

The formations laid down by Mo Hua were also being broken one after another.

The disciples of the Four Sects and Seven Gates gradually made their way into

the One Line Sky.

Inside the One Line Sky.

The disciples of Taixu Gate were all in strict positions, ready for battle.

Mo Hua also looked serious, pondering the situation in his mind.

The current situation was still within his plan for the time being.

The biggest disadvantage for Taixu Gate in this Asura battle was being outnumbered.

Therefore, all means must be used to first eliminate some "stragglers."

In a true melee, these "stragglers" pose a significant threat to the numerically inferior Taixu Gate.

Hence, avoid battle if possible, incite division if necessary, exploiting the

interests of various sects to make them "clean up" amongst themselves.

Of course, these small tactics aren't sustainable.

Taixu Gate can't keep hiding forever either. The real showdown will inevitably arrive.

Taixu Gate will face the full force of almost all the Heavenly Pride disciples

from the Four Great Sects and Eight Great Gates.

No sect can survive such a siege.

And Taixu Gate will become the first "sacrifice" from the Eight Great Gates in

this Asura battle.

In an atmosphere filled with murder and tension.

Mo Hua said nothing, instead he closed his eyes in meditation, cultivating his

heart and nurturing his spirit.

Earlier, drawing formations had consumed much of his divine sense, so now he

had to seize the opportunity to quickly recover.

Divine sense is formation.

And divine sense is also the only lifeline.

Outside, the rumbling continued, with sword qi, spells, and blood qi stirring.

Under the combined efforts of the Heavenly Pride disciples of the Four Sects

and Seven Gates, after a period of time, the formations on the outskirts of One

Line Sky were finally broken through. Gradually, sect disciples approached the entrance of One Line Sky. The pressure on the defensive array grew greater and closer to collapse.

Finally, as a sword qi flashed, cracks appeared in the formation at the entrance.

One Line Sky's defense was completely broken.

The sect disciples, witnessing this, were delighted.

"Charge!"

"Kill!"

A disciple from the Daluo Sect was the first to break through One Line Sky,

stepping into the valley where Taixu Gate resided.

But as soon as he entered the valley, before he could steady his feet. Five giant swords came crashing down on him, the overwhelming force instantly setting the blood level on his Dao Discussion Jade to zero. With a flash of blue light, the Daluo Sect disciple was gone. The disciples of other sects were stunned to see this, but soon they saw five

robust figures emerge at the valley's entrance.

These five figures were towering and burly, with strong blood qi, all clad in

heavy armor, wielding giant swords, their eyes fierce, expressions stern, like five mountain gods carved from the same mold.

At this moment, these five figures, resembling small mountains, had directly

blocked the entrance.

And the giant swords in their hands, like guillotine blades, cold and ruthless. Anyone who dares to enter would face chaotic sword slaughter.

In just a moment as the giant swords danced, another disciple from the Sever

Gold Sect, one from the Lingxiao Sect, and one from the Daluo Sect were chopped to death.

The five stood guard, displaying an invincible stance.