Immortality Through Array Formations-Chapter 2242 - 1040: The Sinister Formation Master (Part 2)

Chapter 2242: Chapter 1040: The Sinister Formation Master (Part 2)

Ye Zhiyuan pulled back, starting from one hundred sixty zhang away, concentrating his mind and channeling the technique, controlling the flying sword.

Daluo Flying Sword, a specially-made flying sword, three chi seven in length, ancient and weathered, engraved with cloud patterns, soaring across the sky and earth, with a chilling gleam claiming lives.

Ye Zhiyuan was a genius with exceptional talent in Sword Control. Since the humiliating defeat at the hands of Mo Hua, he set his mind firmly on training harder.

Hatred is the best "catalyst."

Ye Zhiyuan’s Daluo Flying Sword has advanced compared to before.

This sword is faster, more precise, and sharper, transforming into a sword light from the horizon, merging with the clouds at the sky’s edge, heading straight for Mo Hua.

Although finally intercepted by the Tai’a Five Brothers, the flying sword came within ten zhang of Mo Hua.

The residual power from the Sword Qi explosion tore through the ground and disturbed the energy flow, ultimately affecting Mo Hua, causing a momentary pause in his Divine Sense, interrupting his Formation Painting.

Qin Cangliu guessed correctly.

Divine Sense Control Ink, Drawing Ground into Formation, is extremely difficult and requires intense focus.

This sword didn’t kill Mo Hua but interrupted his Formation Painting.

Without Mo Hua’s bizarre formation support, Shi Tiangang and others felt an immediate sense of relief.

Even though the Taixu Gate disciples, augmented by Five Elements Source Armor, were fierce, they could still hold on for a bit in a prolonged battle.

Provided there’s no insidious and unpredictable formation from Mo Hua.

Now, Mo Hua’s formation was finally curbed.

The outstanding talents of the Four Sects and Seven Gates were all revitalized.

"Continue!"

Ye Zhiyuan continued to launch flying swords at Mo Hua remotely.

Mo Hua, disturbed, could not continue using Divine Sense to Control Ink and form formations.

The Tai’a Five Brothers, in their effort to protect Mo Hua, were also held back.

Hao Xuan and others had good movement techniques but lacked cultivation; they couldn’t break through the defense of the Four Sects and Seven Gates’ talents to disturb Ye Zhiyuan.

Linghu Xiao was entangled with Shi Tiangang and several Vajra Sect disciples.

Yang Qianjun and others’ assault couldn’t break the defense line and kill Ye Zhiyuan in a short time.

The situation reversed.

The Taixu Gate’s formation was forced to disrupt.

The situation instantly worsened slightly.

At this moment, Mo Hua, stationed at the rear, looked slightly cold.

"Interrupting my Formation Painting?"

He took out a Spirit Sword, communicated with the Sword Array using Divine Sense, then pointed his fingers, instantly channeling a beam of golden light, breaking through the air, heading for Ye Zhiyuan.

Using Sword Control against Sword Control.

This sword was faster and more accurate.

Ye Zhiyuan felt a chill in his heart, becoming instantly alert.

The last time he fell to Mo Hua’s Sword Control, it was because he was caught entirely off guard—not anticipating that Mo Hua, a Formation Master, could also Control a Sword, leaving him unguarded, thus being instantly killed.

But now, he was already adequately prepared and would not repeat past mistakes.

Ye Zhiyuan didn’t hesitate at all, immediately retreating, flashing his figure back thirty to forty zhangs.

This distance far exceeded the Sword Control range of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Furthermore, Ye Zhiyuan knew that Mo Hua’s unconventional "Sword Control" would explode.

This distance also placed him well outside the Sword Control explosion range.

Not only that, but to be extra safe, two Vajra Sect Body Cultivators stood with shields, guarding in front of Ye Zhiyuan.

The Spirit Sword controlled by Mo Hua first collided with the shields and then exploded immediately.

The Sword Array overloaded, the sword body shattered, Sword Qi mixed with sword blade fragments spread forth, tearing apart and raising a cloud of dust.

Within the dust, the two Vajra Sect disciples were also enveloped by the Sword Qi, their skin cut, and even with the Golden Shield, they suffered serious injuries.

Yet they successfully blocked Mo Hua’s Sword Control for Ye Zhiyuan.

Under this sword, Ye Zhiyuan remained completely unharmed.

Standing thirty to forty zhang away from the explosion, Ye Zhiyuan let out a sigh of relief, with the shadow of Mo Hua slightly fading in his heart:

"Mo Hua’s Sword Control, in essence, is just like that."

"As long as I’m prepared, he can’t kill me."

This thought had just surfaced.

Ye Zhiyuan’s tense heart finally relaxed.

Suddenly, out of the smoke emerged another plain Tai’a Sword.

No Sword Qi, no sword technique, just an ordinary Spirit Sword, yet it veiled a terrifying killing intent.

Ye Zhiyuan’s eyes widened suddenly, filled with disbelief.

Two hundred zhang!

How did Mo Hua’s Spirit Sword cover such a distance to appear before him?!

So, when Mo Hua killed him before, he held back?

Could his Sword Control actually reach two hundred zhang?!

Fear gripped Ye Zhiyuan’s heart; he wanted to retreat but it was already too late.

A Sword Control of one hundred sixty zhang he was prepared for, hence could not kill him.

But a Sword Control at two hundred zhang exceeded Ye Zhiyuan’s understanding.

Moreover, Mo Hua’s first Sword Control restrained the Vajra Sect’s body cultivators, leaving them no time to spare, also blasting out smoke to obscure vision.

This second Sword Control was faster, further, more concealed.

No one stood to shield Ye Zhiyuan from the sword.

Even the chaotic explosive Sword Qi muddled perception, and the pervasive smoke blocked Ye Zhiyuan’s sight.

This was a dead end.

The Tai’a Sword overloaded and exploded, the Sword Array shattered, Sword Qi spread everywhere, slicing everything nearby relentlessly.

Just like before.

Ye Zhiyuan died again.

Once more killed by a single sword from Mo Hua.

And upon Ye Zhiyuan’s death, the situation immediately deteriorated rapidly.

Nobody could remotely threaten Mo Hua anymore, nor could anyone disrupt his Formation Painting.

Within the valley, the black-red Spiritual Ink slithered like serpents, formations began to manifest like deadly totems.

Shi Tiangang, Qin Cangliu, and several others felt cold all over.

But they were already beyond saving the situation.

The Five Elements Source Armor’s light began to shimmer.

Mo Hua injected Divine Sense, pushing the amplification of those Source Armors to the extreme; a divine-like blessing, overwhelming power descended upon the disciples of the Taixu Gate.