Immortality Through Array Formations-Chapter 1110 - 683 Blood Mist (Additional update for

Chapter 1110 -683: Blood Mist (Additional update for Alliance Leader Wind Chocolate)_3

Chapter 1110 -683: Blood Mist (Additional update for Alliance Leader Wind Chocolate)_3

This is a Water System Body Skill, but it is vastly different from Mo Hua’s evasive Water Passing Step which is primarily used for survival.

The White Wave Body Skill emphasizes unity between man and water. When executed in the water, one moves as freely as a fish, without restraint.

Mo Hua felt that this might be useful in the future, so he decided to learn it.

With limited time, there was no need to master it completely; being passably proficient would suffice.

There is also a secret technique for avoiding monsters in the water, called the Water Avoidance Demon Expulsion Technique. It allows cultivators to avoid waterborne monster beasts, poisonous plants, whirlpools, and other unknown dangers.

In a sense, it’s more like the experience and techniques of a Monster Hunter.

Except, this kind of Monster Hunter is from the water, not the mountains.

Mo Hua instinctively found the materials of the Monster Hunter very interesting.

So, he decided to learn this as well.

The Cultivation World is vast, and learning is endless.

Thus, Mo Hua, while browsing through these various cultivation techniques and Taoist skills, also divided his attention to keep watch on the activities in the water.

The more he saw, the more he understood Mistwater River.

Just like when he first entered Big Black Mountain, moving from unfamiliarity to familiarity, then to knowing every plant and tree in the mountains like the back of his hand.

Now, Mistwater River was gradually becoming clear in Mo Hua’s eyes.

The flow of the river, the drifting water grass, the swimming spiritual fish, and the dangerous water demons lurking in the murky mud, waiting for an opportunity…

Suddenly, Mo Hua felt a subtle connection with Mistwater River.

This stretch of river water seemed to slowly respond to Mo Hua’s Divine Sense.

The originally perilous waves of Mistwater River gradually became “friendly” and familiar, just like the pond at his home…

This feeling was very mysterious.

At that moment, Mo Hua’s Divine Sense slightly stirred.

From the familiar river, a very familiar presence suddenly swam up from a distance.

Crossing River Dragon!

Mo Hua could sense it instantly, even without looking.

The vast Mistwater River, sparkling with light.

The Crossing River Dragon lurked in the Mistwater River, following the current, moving freely like a big fish.

This gave Mo Hua an illusion.

As if the fish he released were leisurely swimming back into his own “pond”…

Mo Hua’s eyes subtly brightened.

In the Mistwater River, Crossing River Dragon continued to swim along with the current.

Mo Hua, keeping his presence hidden, followed the Crossing River Dragon along the riverside.

He walked for a long time; the Crossing River Dragon stayed in the river, moving downstream, never coming ashore.

Mo Hua followed patiently.

He didn’t know how much time passed, until nightfall arrived and the river surface darkened, then Crossing River Dragon finally turned and swam toward the shore.

Approaching the shore, Crossing River Dragon first surfaced at the river’s edge, paused for a while, and after ensuring that there was no one around, confidently leaped ashore.

Under the faint moonlight, Mo Hua clearly saw his figure.

The previous Crossing River Dragon had an unshaven face and snow-white skin, resembling a white fish.

Now, however, he had the appearance of a man, with dark and rugged facial features, sporting a long beard, also bare-chested but with thick body hair and muscular, dark skin, resembling a big black fish.

At a glance, he looked completely different from before.

But Mo Hua snorted in his heart:

“Kid, you think I can’t recognize you just because you’ve changed your ‘vest’?”

A person’s appearance might change, but the essence of Spiritual Power remains the same.

Such superficial changes couldn’t deceive Mo Hua’s Divine Sense.

“But, the big fish has finally shown itself…”

Mo Hua felt a slight joy in his heart.

After Crossing River Dragon went ashore, he cautiously looked around, then took a few dead fish out of his Storage Bag and placed them in a fish basket.

Then, he carried the fish basket on his back, walking towards the shore with the dead fish.

Mo Hua quietly followed behind him.

Upon reaching the shore, the moonlight grew slightly brighter, casting a pale glow on the path.

The rugged-faced Crossing River Dragon walked forward obliviously, unaware that from the moment he left the riverside, a small cultivator, invisible like a “Water Ghost,” had been tailing him.

After walking for a long time, the path widened and a small fishing village appeared in front.

The fishing village was dilapidated, with old fishing nets and fish baskets strewn everywhere.

The air was faintly filled with the smell of fish.

It was already night, and in the quiet fishing village, only a few dim and flickering yellow lights could be seen.

Mo Hua was startled, and based on his current location, suddenly realized that this small fishing village was the same place the Fish Cultivators he had met before had invited him to visit.

Crossing River Dragon directly walked into the small fishing village.

After some thought, Mo Hua also followed him in.

The small fishing village was poor, quiet but serene.

Crossing River Dragon continued to walk ahead, and Mo Hua followed closely behind.

As they walked, Crossing River Dragon turned into a narrow, secluded cabin and then completely disappeared.

Mo Hua frowned, released his Divine Sense to scan around, but found nothing.

“Where did he go?”

Mo Hua looked perplexed and thought to use Heavenly Secret Calculation to determine the cause and effect.

His pupils deepened, and the patterns of Heavenly Secrets appeared in his eyes as he looked around.

A sudden, cold, sinister energy emerged.

The originally tranquil fishing village, with its scattered lights, suddenly shrouded in a layer of faint crimson blood mist.