Immortality Through Array Formations-Chapter 2235 - 1038: Ink Manipulation (Part 2)

"Drawing high-rank formations is indeed time-consuming and labor-intensive."

"As long as our assault remains relentless, eventually making Mo Hua exhausted, we will wear him down sooner or later."

"Once his divine sense is depleted, or his formation drawing slows, leaving gaps and unable to continue..."

"Then the defense lines of the Taixu Sect will lose their greatest reliance."

"Without formations, no matter how strong Linghu Xiao and those brothers of Tai’a are, they can’t stop us."

"The annihilation of the Taixu Sect is merely a matter of time."

Some disciples present had long understood this rationale in their hearts.

But many only realized it at this moment.

They were too apprehensive of Mo Hua’s title as the ’Formation Leader,’ casting a shadow over their hearts, nearly forgetting this is the Sword Discussion Conference.

In the Sword Discussion Conference, only second-grade middle-level formations are allowed.

All of Mo Hua’s high-rank formations were drawn by himself, on the spot and alone.

In the mixed battles of cultivators, time is limited, as is one’s divine sense.

Even if he is the Formation Leader, how many formations can he draw by himself?

However fast he draws, can he be faster than everyone breaking them?

Understanding this reasoning is useless, the key is how to act on it.

Applying relentless pressure on the Taixu Sect’s defense lines is no easy task.

The five ’executioner blades’ like giant swords of the Taixu Sect are not to be trifled with.

Not to mention, there’s also Linghu Xiao and the others behind them.

This is a tough nut to crack.

To truly exert pressure on them, someone must sacrifice themselves.

In other words, it requires a constant cost of human lives to occupy and exhaust them.

This is hard to hear.

This method also has the suspicion of ’betraying fellow disciples’ and using them as cannon fodder.

However, someone must play this villainous role.

Ye Qingfeng solemnly said, "This is a necessary sacrifice for the sect’s benefit, to extinguish Taixu."

The atmosphere was a bit silent.

At this moment, a disciple from the Daluo Sect stepped forward and said, "Brother Ye, let me do it."

Among the crowd of geniuses, his cultivation was mediocre and he was unknown.

Given his strength, even if he survived, he couldn’t make it to the end. Better to take the initiative to be ’cannon fodder’ and secure a chance for his fellow disciples.

Moreover, it would leave a ’loyal’ impression on the higher-ups of the sect.

With him taking the lead, several other ordinary geniuses from the Daluo Sect also understood, immediately clasping their hands and saying, "For the sake of the sect, we will not hesitate to brave fire and water."

With the Daluo Sect taking the lead, disciples from the other seven gates also responded one after another.

They knew their own strength couldn’t compete with true geniuses.

If that’s the case, it was better to sacrifice themselves for the sake of the sect, to win some favor from the Sect Leader and Elders and demonstrate their own value.

This is just the Sword Discussion, not an actual death sentence.

In such circumstances, if they couldn’t even commit to ’sacrificing’ for their sect, they couldn’t expect the Elders to value them.

Thus, the seven gates agreed to take turns sending people to attack the mountain.

The Four Great Sects also sent some personnel.

After all, in the assault on the Taixu Sect, they couldn’t truly stand by idly. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

And among the Four Great Sects, there were quite a few who hated Mo Hua.

Just like that, the previously calm situation quickly reignited into battle.

The Four Sects and Seven Gates began to utilize ordinary geniuses as the vanguard, launching a fierce attack on the valley mouth where the Taixu Sect was hiding.

The cries of battle surged loud and clear.

Formation lights vibrated, swords and spells clashed.

The five Tai’a brothers, stationed at the valley mouth, wielded five giant swords, like meat grinders, ready to shred anyone who dared to show themselves.

Mo Hua’s formations, like a barrier, blocked the valley mouth, slowing down the momentum of the Four Sects’ and Seven Gates’ disciples.

Letting them in piece by piece, for the Tai’a brothers to slay.

The Asura battle gradually took on a brutal air.

Mo Hua’s formations shattered one by one.

The strength of the Taixu Sect’s mountain guardians was being whittled down bit by bit.

Meanwhile, disciples from the Four Sects and Seven Gates were also being slaughtered one by one.

The narrow sky opening of the valley mouth became a ’execute necks’ stage.

The Taixu Sect was exchanging formations for lives.

Outside the Sword Discussion arena, in the stands...

The elders of the Ten Thousand Formations Sect nodded appreciatively and said,

"In this massive melee of cultivators, they rely on terrain and formations to hold together and resist mighty enemies."

"This is the role of a Formation Master in cultivator wars!"

"You expend formations, while others expend lives."

"Those other disciples from the Four Sects and Eight Gates, with eyes but no insight, tearing down bridges after crossing..."

"Look, now they’re suffering because of the formations, aren’t they?"

They evidently bore a grudge against other sects for using and abandoning the disciples of the Ten Thousand Formations Sect.

Seeing now that Mo Hua turns the tables, using formations to claim the lives of these sect disciples, they felt quite satisfied.

An elder from the Ten Thousand Formations Sect, pointing to the image of Mo Hua seated in meditation, addressed the disciples from various sects behind him,

"This is Mo Hua, the Qianxue Formation Path Leader."

"Once, he was just a step away from being a disciple of our Ten Thousand Formations Sect, your senior brother."

"It’s a pity, our Ten Thousand Formations Sect lacked the fortune and missed out on this opportunity."

"Today, given the chance, you must observe well, learn well; this is your future exemplar..."

Most of the disciples nodded.

However, there were some disciples with good memories who asked puzzledly,

"Elder, didn’t you previously say that Mo Hua is the target of widespread criticism, and we should kick him while he’s down?"

The elder’s face turned dark, "That was then, this is now; let’s not bring it up again."

"Oh..." the disciple replied weakly.

"However..."

Another elder from the Ten Thousand Formations Sect sighed, "Formations need foresight and preparation ahead of time. Drawing formations during battle is truly too rushed..."

"This Mo Hua is, after all, just one person. The formations drawn by one person cannot withstand the assault of so many disciples from the Four Sects and Seven Gates."