The Quest for Immortality-Chapter 1260: Source Armor (2)

Hao Xuan and the others immediately scattered upon hearing this.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Hua released his Divine Sense, connecting to the Formation Pivot and activating the Formation.

The ground turned into Quicksand, trapping the Pig Monster within.

Then, mountain stones arched upward like a cage, restricting its body.

Grasses and vines coiled like chains, binding its limbs.

The Pig Monster roared and charged furiously, demonic power surging through its limbs as it shattered the stone prison and tore off the wooden locks. It seemed ready to leap out from the Quicksand.

At this moment, Mo Hua’s gaze turned cold, and he murmured:

"Explode!"

The earth trembled, and killing intent surged.

Amidst the swirling dust, Earth Spiritual Power coiled and bit down like a dragon, relentlessly twisting and tearing.

Then suddenly, golden light erupted.

Rays of golden light condensed into a Sword Formation, patrolling back and forth, slicing the Pig Monster’s flesh inch by inch.

Finally, the Earth Fire Formation exploded.

Crimson flames instantly engulfed the bloodied Pig Monster...

First to trap, then to kill; the Trapping Formation interlocked seamlessly, while the Killing Formation exuded layers of lethal intent.

The powerful Formation’s Spiritual Power surged like waves, spreading outward continuously. The spectacle was dazzling and awe-inspiring...

Cheng Mo and his group were utterly stunned, their mouths agape.

Even Elder Xun seemed momentarily dazed, before furrowing his brows in realization.

Wasn’t the power of this Formation a bit too overwhelming?

For a cultivator of this Realm, could such a Formation even be set?

The Pig Monster had been annihilated by the triple Killing Formation, amidst flying sand and broken stones, snapped grass and disturbed Spiritual Power. When all the chaos subsided, its body was riddled with wounds.

Its bloodthirsty eyes now held a mix of rage and terror.

Strike while it’s weak—finish it off!

Mo Hua’s eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted:

"Kill it!"

Cheng Mo hesitated for just a moment before raising his axe and slashing forward. Yang Qianjun, Situ Jian, and Hao Xuan also lunged into action.

The Pig Monster let out a furious roar and grappled with the group.

The Pig Monster was a Second Grade Middle-level Monster Beast, with dense demonic power and superior strength. However, due to the severe injuries inflicted by Mo Hua’s Formation, it was evenly matched against Cheng Mo’s group for the time being.

Off to the side, Mo Hua attacked with pinpoint precision, using various Five Elements Spells to either restrict, interfere, or deal additional damage.

The situation reached a stalemate.

Although victory seemed to tilt gradually in their favor, Mo Hua knew that Monster Hunting was volatile—anything could happen.

Moreover, the terrain of Refining Demon Mountain was complex, full of unforeseen possibilities.

A quick resolution was essential to kill the Pig Monster in one fell swoop.

Mo Hua’s gaze turned profound, his mind calming.

He waited for the right opening.

Finally, after an indeterminate amount of time, the Pig Monster, previously driven into a frenzy by its injuries, suddenly began moving sluggishly.

Mo Hua was momentarily startled, his eyes flickering with doubt, but quickly understood.

The poison from the Cangmu Wolf!

The Pig Monster had drunk the Cangmu Wolf’s blood, eaten its flesh, and absorbed the poison contained within.

Monster Beast Blood Qi was inherently impure, so the poison wasn’t fatal—it would only take some time for the Pig Monster to digest the toxins.

At most, it would cause slight sluggishness.

But this Pig Monster’s greed had sealed its fate. After consuming the Cangmu Wolf, it hadn’t fully digested the toxins before deciding to chase Mo Hua’s group.

With frantic effort, coupled with injuries from the Formation, surrounded by Cheng Mo’s group, the Pig Monster’s Blood Qi was now unable to suppress the Cangmu Wolf’s poison, revealing critical vulnerabilities.

Mo Hua’s gaze sharpened into a blade, brimming with killing intent. He spoke to Cheng Mo and the others:

"Use Superior Taoist Magic!"

Cheng Mo and the rest hesitated briefly.

Though the Pig Monster was indeed gravely injured, its remaining Blood Qi was still potent.

At this stage, even with their full power and ancestral Superior Taoist Magic, they doubted they could slay the beast.

But Mo Hua was their Junior Brother, and his words were absolute.

No longer holding back, the group poured their entire effort into unleashing their skills.

Cheng Mo roared thunderously, his eyes wide and blood surging as exposed muscles took on a deep bronze sheen. His aura transformed into that of a massive axe capable of splitting mountains.

The Cheng Family’s ancestral Superior Taoist Magic—Mountain Splitting Axe!

As the magic activated, Mountain Stone Qi enveloped his body, turning his flesh as hard as steel while imbuing his axe blade with the force to cleave through stone.

Meanwhile, Yang Qianjun’s eyes shone golden, his spear tip radiating blinding light.

Situ Jian’s Li Fire Sword erupted in roaring flames.

Hao Xuan’s Spirit Sword was enveloped in swirling winds.

Each of them unleashed their family’s ancestral Taoist Magic, attacking the Pig Monster in unison.

But the Pig Monster, now slowed by the Cangmu Wolf’s poison, found itself unable to evade.

However, observing from the shadows, Elder Xun silently shook his head.

"It won’t be enough."

Though Superior Taoist Magic was undoubtedly powerful, these disciples were only in the Middle Phase of Foundation Establishment—they couldn’t fully channel the potential of such advanced techniques.

The combined assault was formidable enough to kill a cultivator, perhaps even a typical Late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

But against a Monster Beast, it was insufficient.

Especially against a Refining Demon Mountain monster.

Even more so against a Pig Monster, whose Blood Qi was thicker than a typical beast’s.

Elder Xun calculated privately.

These techniques, striking the Pig Monster, would likely drain its Blood Qi to the brink, leaving it with only a tenth.

The lower the Blood Qi, the closer to death—but also, the more feral it would become.

At that critical point, these disciples, having exhausted their strength and Spiritual Power in their strongest attacks, would be left defenseless—easy prey for the Pig Monster.

Such was Monster Hunting; advantage didn’t guarantee victory.

Even when holding the upper hand, if Spiritual Power was depleted, it was the cultivators who perished.

Nevertheless, these young ones had already performed admirably...

Elder Xun nodded privately.

They knew when to advance and retreat, planned carefully before acting, excelled at ambush tactics, and worked well together, looking out for one another. Even in the face of danger, none showed cowardice or tried to flee...