Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2250 Chapter 1042: Collapse!_3

They may not know what the Reversed Spirit Formation or the Life-gate is, but the facts before them are crystal clear.

Mo Hua triggered a catastrophic Formation explosion, indiscriminately annihilating all the Heavenly Talents, leaving him as the sole survivor.

This means Mo Hua is the first in the Asura Battle.

He is the champion of the final battle in the Earthly Sword Debate!

The entire Taixu Gate was utterly stunned.

The Sect Leader of the Three Mountains was so excited that his hands shook, and at that moment, words could not express the shock in their hearts.

First!

Not the first of the Eight Great Gates.

Although the exact scores haven't been calculated, Mo Hua securing the first in the Asura Battle and winning a massive number of victory points means that, based on rough estimates, the Taixu Gate is likely to be...

The first of the Four Great Sects!

The first in the Qianxue Debate!

This was something they previously did not dare to even dream about.

Now, with this reality before them, the Sect Leader of the Three Mountains felt a tightness in his chest, almost unable to breathe.

Qianxue's First!

In the Qianxue State Boundary, where Heavenly Talents are gathered and aristocratic families abound, this is what countless sects, sect leaders, elders, and disciples dream of for a lifetime but never achieve.

Even though it's only the first in the Earthly Sword Debate.

But as long as they work hard in the Heavenly Sword Debate afterward, this first place may not be lost.

Even if they can't keep first, they should at least guarantee being one of the Four Great Sects.

Securing a spot in the Four Great Sects, they can compete for first place.

This immense joy brought by fame and fortune almost caused the three sect leaders, with hundreds of years of Taoist practice, to show signs of wavering Taoist hearts.

But soon, the three gradually calmed down and began to frown.

In their boundless joy, they were momentarily careless, but as they calmed down, they realized a problem.

The Sword Debate... hasn't ended?

If Mo Hua was the only one left, he would have gotten first, and the Asura Battle would be over.

Since it hasn't ended, it means... Mo Hua isn't the only survivor?

The previous euphoria faded, and the Sect Leader of the Three Mountains felt his heart grow cold.

In the crowd watching, someone quickly realized this too.

"Someone else survived?"

The clamor gradually died down, and everyone stared intently at the scene.

As the smoke and dust from the scene further dissipated, and the reversed spiritual power diminished further, visibility became clearer.

Amidst the ruins of gray ashes and mountain-shaped debris, indeed, several more figures slowly emerged...

Shen Linsu, his face bloodless, the golden dragon patterns on his body

shattered.

Duanmu Qing, pale-faced, her protective Jade Pendant shattered, her spiritual power depleted, and the protective Taoist Armor of Myriad Clouds completely

dissipated.

Xiao Wuchen, with a fierce gaze, his natural sword scars completely shattered, and the Heavenly Sword in his hand growing dim.

Ao Zhan, his face covered with burn marks, his Battle Armor shattered, exposing a body of steel-like bones, the Dragon Cauldron Refining Body

Pattern on his back, bloodied and raw.

The Qianxue Four Talents were all alive.

And in the distance, another person slowly stood up, seriously injured, his aura weak, but Sword Qi enveloped his body, still evidently capable of fighting.

It was none other than the Big Senior Brother of the Daluo Sect, Ye Qingfeng.

A full five people survived that terrifying explosion.

This caused a shockwave throughout the crowd, leading to even more uproar. "The Qianxue Four Talents!"

"Daluo Sect's Ye Qingfeng!"

"These people actually survived, unbelievable..."

"Mo Hua survived because he's a Formation Master; the explosion didn't affect him. These others survived entirely by enduring the horrific explosive power..." "Worthy of being the top Heavenly Talents in the Qianxue State Boundary!"

"Their cultivation profound, their Taoist Skill extraordinary, truly rare in the

world..."

"Now the situation has changed again."

The crowd was amazed, not sparing any words of praise.

Meanwhile, those from Taixu Gate felt as though they were plunged into an ice

cellar, their hearts thoroughly chilled.

Among the crowd, Zhang Lan, Gu Changhuai, Wenren Wan, Murong Caiyun,

and Hua Qianqian felt regret and slowly sighed.

Atop the Sword Observation Tower, the Sect Leader of the Three Mountains

also sighed bitterly:

"This is... fate..."

"The Bloodline Talents, top elites, strong beyond measure."

"And the Four Great Sects, truly like great mountains, utterly insurmountable...

"Reaching such a level in the Sword Debate is already the limit of limits. If

there's still no way, then it truly is..."

"Everything is destined, not a bit is within human control..."

The three sect leaders looked melancholy.

In the Dongxu Hall.

The Old Ancestors of the Shen Family, Duanmu Family, Ao Family, Xiao Family,

and Daluo Sect all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They nearly capsized in the gutter.

This Old Ancestor Xun of the Taixu Gate, indeed, is no "easy character."

That Mo Hua kid from Taixu Gate is truly an Evil Monster.

To single-handedly push the top talents of their Four Great Sects to such a state made these Old Ancestors quite worried...

Fortunately, the heavens still favored the Four Great Sects.

The Old Ancestor of the Daluo Sect looked at Elder Master Xun and snorted:

"Formations, after all, are external things, unreliable."

"In the Sword Discussion Conference, one's strength still speaks the loudest."

"Cultivation, Body Techniques, Spell, Swordsmanship, these are the true skills of a cultivator for combat, the foundation for a cultivator's standing, and the basis of the Sword Discussion."

"Your Taixu Gate has strayed down the wrong path. Clearly here for a sword debate, yet your disciples can't even wield a sword, relying entirely on formations, what nonsense..."

Elder Master Xun endured the mockery but remained silent, his gaze deep, pondering something unknown.

In the Sword Debate arena.

Although Shen Linsu and the others were alive, they were clearly severely injured, their complexions looking terrible.

All of them displayed murderous intent towards Mo Hua.

Mo Hua is the only cultivator so far who has been able to push them, the

Heavenly Talents, to such a wretched state.

The power of that previous formation explosion was terrifying beyond compare, leaving them still feeling lingering fear.

If it weren't for their bloodline's warning, superior Taoist methods for

protection.

And the fifty-plus Heavenly Talents in the arena taking the damage with their bodies, weakening the formation's destructive force.

Otherwise, that explosion would indeed have killed them all.

Now, the surroundings were desolate, the mountains turned to ruins, all empty.

Mo Hua had no formation left to use.

A Formation Master without formations is a useless person.

Now he's truly powerless, inevitably dead!

Shen Linsu raised his sword at Mo Hua, Xiao Wuchen gathered his Sword Qi,

Duanmu Qing formed spell hand seals, Ao Zhan accumulated Dragon Cauldron Strength, and Ye Qingfeng activated Unity Sword.

The five top Heavenly Talents joined forces, all their killer moves targeting Mo

Hua.

All the cultivators outside the arena were shocked watching this scene. These were Qianxue State Boundary's five strongest talents, now five against

one.

Across the Four Sects and Eight Gates, perhaps only Mo Hua was worthy of this

treatment.

Facing the five top Heavenly Talent disciples of Qianxue State Boundary with

killing moves, Mo Hua's expression remained calm.

He asked faintly:

"You five have all been on that ship, haven't you?"

This statement, like thunder from a clear sky, was incredibly sharp.

No one answered.

But the faces of Shen Linsu and the others all changed.

Their faces showed coldness, anger, even more naked killing intent.

A desire to tear Mo Hua to pieces.

Mo Hua sighed softly.

He expected that "young master" was among these five. Ultimately, who the young master was, Mo Hua couldn't guess, but at this stage,

it no longer mattered.

In any case, the result would be the same...

Mo Hua slowly stood up.

When sitting, he was a mysterious Formation Master controlling the entire

situation, deciding life and death, manipulating ink like a fierce dragon, formations akin to demons, annihilating formidable enemies with ease. But when he stood, his aura drastically changed, his eyes turned sharp, his

expression cold, like a treasure sword unearthed from dust, looking around with an awe-inspiring aura, akin to an Azure Dragon overlooking the world.

Mo Hua spoke with disdain, with unmatched arrogance: "I have a sword, once unleashed, you will all die!"