Immortality Through Array Formations

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He wouldn't have to use small fireballs to tease people every day...

However, Mo Hua wasn't discouraged.

Although he couldn't learn the original Meteor Fire Skill, by referencing the skill pattern structure and the principles of spell construction, it should be fine.

That was also his original plan.

Thinking of this, Mo Hua was startled, and then a shock surged in his heart.

He almost forgot a critical issue.

If Fire Buddha were caught or killed now, his Meteor Fire Skill would fall into the hands of the Taoist Court, and he would never obtain it...

What to do?

He couldn't possibly sabotage secretly, allowing Fire Buddha to escape, could he?

If Fire Buddha escaped and killed people everywhere, then his sins would be great.

Moreover, looking at the current situation, it wasn't certain whether Uncle Gu could kill Fire Buddha...

This was the territory of the Second Grade Immortal City; Uncle Gu wouldn't dare to act rashly.

Simply letting Fire Buddha escape was definitely not an option.

Mo Hua looked at Fire Buddha, who was enveloped in fierce flames and engaged in intense battle, and gradually frowned.

"Does Fire Buddha carry the spell for Meteor Fire Skill on him?"

If he carried it on his person, it seemed like he couldn't obtain it by any means...

If he didn't carry it, where could it be hidden?

Mo Hua shifted his gaze and secretly scrutinized the entire great hall.

The great hall was magnificent and eerie, seeming like a place for Demon Cultivators' gatherings and worship.

But based on Mo Hua's experience and intuition, he always felt there should be an "altar" in this great hall...

Many Corpse Cultivators, Evil Cultivators, and Demon Cultivators he knew liked to set up altars.

Fire Buddha would probably not be an exception.

And given Fire Buddha's secretive nature, him intercepting everyone and initiating a battle here suggested that this great hall wasn't the ultimate secret of the inner sanctum.

Inside the great hall, there were deeper secrets...

Why not go take a look?

He couldn't help much here anyway.

Mo Hua secretly glanced at Fire Buddha again, who was fighting fiercely with Uncle Gu, and slowly nodded his head.

Thanks to the Concealment Technique, Mo Hua's movements were unknown to anyone.

He concealed himself, bypassed Fire Buddha and the other Demon Cultivators, and moved deeper into the great hall...

They would fight their battle.

He was going to sneak around...

The hall was vast, and the light in the back couldn't reach, making it somewhat dim.

But he walked all the way to the end and found no other suspicious places, only a huge mural carved at the very back.

With the dim light of the Demon Palace, Mo Hua could vaguely see that the mural depicted thousands of Barbaric Wilderness Mountains, full of thorns, with treacherous terrain and rampant Demon Monsters.

"Is this... the Map of the Barbaric Wilderness Mountains?"

"What does it mean..."

Mo Hua frowned, not understanding.

He looked around again and found that this was the only mural, all other statues, buildings, or other furnishings had been removed or destroyed, leaving no clues.

The only clue might just be this grand and broad mural.

"A mural..."

Mo Hua remembered the mural in the Stone Palace of the Lu Family Corpse Mountain in South Yue City, Li State.

On that mural, the head of the Lu Family Old Ancestor, a zombie, was carved.

The zombie's large mouth was the entrance to the altar.

Generally speaking, these Corpse Cultivators and Demon Cultivators always had traceable patterns...

"So, does this mural also hide an entrance?"

The more experience one has, the more it comes in handy...

Mo Hua released his Divine Sense to check if there was a Formation on the mural.

He scrutinized every inch of the mural--the Demon Monsters grotesque and fierce, the mountains treacherous and craggy, the forests silent and deep...

But after a long search, he detected not an iota of a Formation.

Mo Hua was puzzled, "No Formation?"

It seemed so...

The best way to guard against a Formation was not to create one.

By not creating a Formation, in the eyes of a powerful Formation Master, there would be no traces, no giveaways, and no flaws could be detected.

However, there was no Formation, but there seemed to be another aura.

Mo Hua closed his eyes to feel and indeed sensed a very subtle, yet somewhat familiar aura.

Mo Hua followed this trace of aura to a corner.

This part of the mural was simple, with just a few bushes, a few trees, and a narrow mountain path.

The mountain path meandered backward, weaving through the forest, seemingly connecting the entire Barbaric Wilderness Mountains.

And right before him seemed to be the starting point of the mountain path and the entrance to the mural.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and then tried to push.

The moment he pushed, the scene before him turned topsy-turvy, and the aura of the Barbaric Wilderness transmitted, as if the scenery on the mural had become real.

When he opened his eyes again, Mo Hua found himself in a mountain.

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart and looked around, only to discover that this mountain was a Fake Mountain.

It seemed to be specially excavated but was quite large.

The entire Demon Palace was built atop this Fake Mountain.

The complex Fake Mountain's terrain and style were very similar to the Barbaric Wilderness Mountains depicted on the mural outside.

It seemed to be built to mimic the "Barbaric Wilderness Mountains."

Mo Hua took another look at the mountain's terrain and discovered that this mountain also secretly matched the pattern of "Heaven's Mystery Formation."

The inner terrain corresponded with the outside Maze.

There was quite a sense of "mystery within a mystery, formation within a formation."

"There are so many bizarre things in this Demon Palace..."

Mo Hua was a bit baffled for a moment.

Could all these things have been built under Fire Buddha's direction?

What was the Demon Palace built for?

To conduct rituals? How so?

In this matter, what exactly was Fire Buddha's role? What had he done?

Unable to figure it out, Mo Hua shook his head and continued walking along the Fake Mountain.

Since it matched "Heaven's Mystery Formation," the intertwining mountain paths of the Fake Mountain couldn't block Mo Hua.

Within the Fake Mountain, every rock and every plant exuded a strange aura.

But to Mo Hua's eyes, they were just some superficial appearances.

Mo Hua continued to walk inside the mountain while concealing himself.

In about the time it took to drink a cup of tea, he reached the center of the Fake Mountain.

As Mo Hua had expected, right in the center of the Fake Mountain's maze, there indeed was an altar.

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