Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2504: Chapter 21: Curtain Falls_3

Mo Hua coldly said, "Tongxian City can’t help me in Core Formation, so why should I care about them?"

Elder Zhao was full of hatred in his heart.

This selfish, ungrateful boy! My grand plan was entirely ruined by him!

With a face of righteousness and kindness, he acts with all the sinister and ruthless deeds.

"Sect Leader Duan," Mo Hua said indifferently, "next, I’ll leave it to you."

The Sect Leader of the Canglang Sect smiled faintly, "Young Master Mo, don’t worry."

He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled a wolf howl, his entire meridians and bones crackling, his whole body enlarged, bending over like a human-wolf, with eyes flashing scarlet light.

And with this howl.

Other elders of the Canglang Sect also showed signs of "wolf transformation," beginning to become bloodthirsty, and their strength rose a notch.

Elder Zhao’s face was filled with shock.

Mo Hua’s gaze also subtly changed.

The two sides clashed again, and the situation quickly took a turn for the worse.

Elder Zhao’s side suffered a brutal blow.

They were simply no match for the bloodthirsty "wolf-transformed" Sect Leader of the Canglang Sect and his trusted elders.

After just a few dozen exchanges, Elder Zhao was covered in wounds.

He had entered the Golden Core stage not long ago, lacking experience, and in killing, didn’t have a ruthless edge.

Previously, he could still maneuver, but now that the Sect Leader of the Canglang Sect showed his true power, he was no match.

Elder Zhao could only detonate some Killing Formations to buy time.

But the situation became more and more disadvantageous.

Before long, Elder Zhao was forced into a corner, trapped in a dead end.

"The situation is hopeless..."

Elder Zhao was disheartened, a bitter smile on his face.

The Sect Leader of the Canglang Sect wore a hideous smile.

His body transformed into a wolf, wild and vicious, with wolf claw magic treasures nearly merged with his hands, he violently tore towards Elder Zhao’s throat from top to bottom.

But just at this moment, Mo Hua’s expression changed dramatically, exclaiming, "Sect Leader! No! Quickly move to the dead corner three zhang to the right!"

The Sect Leader of the Canglang Sect was stunned.

He didn’t understand why he had to dodge, but subconsciously, he already believed in Mo Hua.

Especially in formations, Mo Hua had indisputable "authority."

Moreover, hearing Mo Hua’s tone, the situation seemed extremely urgent. Sect Leader Duan almost instinctively took a sideways step to the dead corner three zhang to the right, as directed by Mo Hua.

When he stood in the dead corner.

A black light flashed past directly.

The sounds around him fell into a momentary silence.

Then on the formation, the black disintegrating power spread, and a terrifying inverse transformation occurred.

In the moment between life and death, Sect Leader Duan looked horrified and frantically fled to one side, but he was ultimately a moment too slow, parts of his right arm, along with his right leg, were completely obliterated.

In just an instant, the Sect Leader of the Canglang Sect, with one hand and one leg crippled, fell to the ground like a paralyzed wolf-dog, his expression angry and terrified:

"What the hell is this?!"

"Formation?!"

With the sudden change, everyone froze, staring at this scene in horror.

"The Sect Leader...is crippled?"

Elder Zhao, the nearest Second Grade Array Master who had witnessed the formation "disintegration," was even more stunned internally.

At that moment, a calm young voice sounded:

"Elder Zhao, kill the Sect Leader."

Elder Zhao was suddenly shocked, turned his head to Mo Hua, "Young Master Mo, you..."

Mo Hua said indifferently, "I said, your formation couldn’t kill the Sect Leader, so... you need to use my formation."

Elder Zhao’s breath hitched, his eyes filled with incredulity.

The Sect Leader of the Canglang Sect’s eyes were wide open, venomously staring at Mo Hua, "You little brat..."

Mo Hua softly said, "Kill."

Elder Zhao’s eyes turned cold.

Though he was unclear on how Mo Hua, at the Foundation Establishment realm, managed such a strange means or what high-level formation was used to severely wound a Golden Core Cultivator.

But with time pressing, he couldn’t afford to ponder any longer.

Now was the perfect opportunity to kill the Sect Leader.

Kill!

Sect Master Zhao’s eyes chilled, grabbing his breath, and drew his sword to decapitate Sect Leader Duan.

The Sect Leader of the Canglang Sect’s expression turned terrified; he cried out, "Mr. Witch, save me!"

As soon as the words fell, among the crowd, someone suddenly tore his wolf robe, revealing a figure in black, face unclear, blowing on an xun instrument made from a wolf skull.

In an instant, a louder wolf howl echoed across the entire scene, with a shocking effect.

And all the elders of the Canglang Sect, regardless of alignment, upon hearing the wolf howl, lost their sanity, grew long hair on their bodies, transforming their hands and feet into claws, and blood-colored wolf patterns emerged on their backs.

Mr. Witch pointed at Elder Zhao.

These "wolf-transformed" cultivators, as if tamed "Taoist Soldiers," uniformly and orderly charged at Elder Zhao.

Elder Zhao’s expression changed, he could only respond to the attacks of these insane wolf-transformed elders.

Having fought desperately earlier, he was already injured, his spiritual power nearly exhausted.

Now being beset by a group of fearless "werewolves," forced into a tight spot, he was bitterly pressed.

Elder Zhao wanted to kill Mr. Witch but had no opportunity.

And at that moment, the heavily injured Sect Leader of the Canglang Sect finally caught his breath.

Using his hands and feet, he crawled to the distance and took several pills that regenerated blood and flesh.

But that pitch-black formation power, whatever bizarre thing it was, left the obliterated flesh irrecoverable.

The more the Sect Leader of the Canglang Sect thought, the angrier he became, his face malicious, glaring at Mo Hua, and angrily said:

"Mr. Witch, capture this two-faced little beast! I want to grind him into powder, to vent my anger!"

Mr. Witch’s icy cold eyes turned onto Mo Hua, blowing the wolf-headed xun.

Killing intent locked onto Mo Hua.

A few wolf-men around, with scarlet eyes, moving hands and feet, charged at Mo Hua from four directions.

These wolf-men were previously Foundation Establishment Late Stage elders, whose strength increased further after wolf transformation.

Without reaching the Golden Core realm, falling into this encirclement meant certain death.

Elder Zhao wanted to help Mo Hua, but trapped in a fierce battle, he couldn’t spare his hands, helplessly witnessing everything.

Just as the four wolf-men, in a four-corner formation, closed in to kill Mo Hua.

In a mere instant, Mo Hua’s figure vanished directly.

Everyone was stunned with shock.

Mr. Witch immediately unleashed his Divine Sense, a faint red Divine Sense quickly covered the surroundings, but there was no one around.

Suddenly, a chill down his back, a strange silhouette seemed to stand right behind him.

Mr. Witch’s eyes widened, turning back, seeing Mo Hua’s face showing "boredom," and he said in a detached and eerie voice:

"You are worthless... die now..."

This voice, like a "key," opened the gates to Mr. Witch’s wily minds.

An unspeakable negative mindset, like an overwhelming sea wave, engulfed Mr. Witch instantly.

Despair, decadence, inferiority, pain, depression... various emotions filled Mr. Witch’s heart, sparking his death wish.

This familiar feeling made Mr. Witch’s heart shiver, "You, it’s you... you..."

But he could no longer speak.

He drew a dagger, slashed at his own throat.

But the dagger he had was bladeless.

He took out a sword, stabbed towards his heart, but his sword was made of wood.

He tried to poison himself, but the poison had all been secretly replaced.

Even on his forehead, the wolf pattern flickered, sparking his viciousness, suppressing his suicidal urge.

Mr. Witch had indeed contemplated many methods to avoid killing himself.

But that was before he faced Mo Hua directly.

Now with the true form of wily minds present before him, Mr. Witch was utterly helpless.

He exhausted all methods but couldn’t "suicide", in his last frantic act, he clawed out his own heart with both hands, then knelt in front of Mo Hua, dying at that moment.

This scene was truly terrifying.

The Sect Leader of the Canglang Sect, known for his insidious ruthlessness, was now pale-faced, drained of all color.

Just a few words made that Mr. Witch, known for his crafty techniques, tear his own heart out and die?

This Young Master Mo... what demon monster is he?