Immortality Through Array Formations

The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is too big, I definitely can't explore it all, so let's not complicate things.

"Lead the way." Mo Hua ordered again.

Sword Bone obediently continued to guide Mo Hua.

After walking a while, they encountered a large area of alchemy rooms, roughly estimating there were dozens.

Each alchemy room contained a White Bone Pill Furnace.

Many demon cultivators were tirelessly refining evil pills inside.

A portion of monster beast materials, especially the viscera, was brought in right after slaughtering, and while still fresh, was refined into pills, dripping with blood.

Mo Hua frowned, somewhat confused.

"Why are there so many alchemy rooms in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons?"

"The more evil pills, the better, no matter how many, they're never too much... After all, there are so many demon cultivators in the valley." Sword Bone said.

Mo Hua nodded slightly, then curiously asked:

"What about artifact refining? Are you the only one refining here?"

Sword Bone patiently explained: "Pills are consumables, evil artifacts are durables, they're not the same..."

"Moreover, most in this valley are demon cultivators, who kill relying more on their own henchmen rather than evil artifacts. Only those demon cultivators whose demon skills must be performed using evil artifacts, or those sword cultivators who, after becoming demon cultivators, still unwillingly abandon their swordsmanship, would use evil artifacts."

"So, the consumption of evil artifacts is far less than that of evil pills."

"Besides, it's not just me here as an evil arms master, there used to be a few others, but they couldn't last and eventually died one by one."

"In the end, only I remain..."

"Oh." Mo Hua nodded, suddenly sensing something amiss, "Could it be you killed the other evil arms masters?"

Sword Bone quietly chuckled, "To not hide from you, little young master, only one evil arms master can live long in the valley. Once there are too many, they aren't valued anymore."

This Sword Bone, indeed not a good person...

Mo Hua silently criticized inwardly.

But it doesn't matter, after all, those who died were evil arms masters.

Mo Hua asked again: "In this valley, there are artifact refining rooms and alchemy rooms; is there a place for drawing formations?"

Sword Bone was stunned, shook his head, and transmitted a message:

"That, I don't know. There are almost no formation masters among demon cultivators."

"No formation masters?" Mo Hua was somewhat shocked.

Sword Bone explained: "Once demon cultivators enter the demon path, their bodies become stronger due to the amplification of demonic power, but correspondingly, their divine sense will decline and their mental state will become unstable."

"The key to formation masters lies in the divine sense, not only must it be strong, but also the mind clear."

"With declining divine sense, one cannot draw formations, and with unclear mind, even formation patterns will gradually be forgotten, hence, formation masters among demon cultivators are few and far between..."

Sword Bone's voice was slightly somber, "At least I've lived through hundreds of years in this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, and haven't seen many formation masters."

"Those few, either couldn't adapt to the life of demon cultivators and died early, or entered the demon path, lost their minds, gradually forgetting they were formation masters..."

Mo Hua frowned, "Then where do the formations in this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons come from?"

Sword Bone hesitated to speak.

Mo Hua grasped the sword hilt, striking the ground a few times.

Sword Bone relented, immediately said: "It's the leader."

Mo Hua's heart tensed slightly, "Leader? Golden Core Realm demon cultivator?"

"No, not him." Sword Bone shook his head, "It's Foundation Establishment, not yet Golden Core. In this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, there are only three elders at Golden Core."

"Why can a Foundation Establishment do the leader's role?" Mo Hua was puzzled.

Sword Bone solemnly said: "Because all demon tattoos on the demon cultivators in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons are personally drawn by the leader..."

Mo Hua frowned.

All demon tattoos on the demon cultivators were drawn by this leader?

This means this leader has mastered almost all kinds of Four Symbols Demon Arrays?

Also mastered Divine Tao Array?

Wouldn't that make him... even more skilled than me?

A Foundation Building cultivator can possess such formidable formation skills?

Mo Hua didn't believe it.

Of course, mainly he couldn't accept it.

Until now, he hadn't met anyone in the same realm more skilled than him as a formation master.

"No..."

Mo Hua pondered for a while, quickly realizing a question, frowned: "You said all demon tattoos on demon cultivators were drawn by this 'leader'?"

"But this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons has been established for at least a few hundred years, right?"

"If this leader is only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, how can he have lived so long?"

Sword Bone shook his head, "This... I don't know, the leader in the valley acts mysteriously, during my hundreds of years here, I've only seen him a few times, and from afar, never knowing his true nature."

"A little strange..."

Mo Hua muttered.

This "leader" definitely has some secret.

But time is urgent now, it's not suitable to be too obsessed.

The urgent matter is something else...

Mo Hua didn't plan to stay here in the alchemy rooms, because they were refining evil pills, even if he stole or took them, they were of no use.

"Continue leading the way." Mo Hua said, "Take me to see the Demon Refining Diagram."

Sword Bone was a bit apprehensive.

Especially now in its "evil spirit" state, for some reason, it feared the Demon Refining Diagram even more.

It reminded: "That diagram is very dangerous, better not rashly..."

Mo Hua asked: "How dangerous?"

Sword Bone still wanted to speak, then suddenly paused, only realizing that the Demon Refining Diagram is dangerous, but this little ancestor who "held him hostage" might not be.

Sword Bone sighed.

Fine, none of them are good.

Just lead him there.

Hopefully this wicked little ancestor would die in the Demon Refining Diagram, then he could be free.

By then, finding another "Sword Slave" might lead to surviving the ordeal and leaving this ghostly place, seeing the light of day again.

Afterwards, no one will dare call him "Sword Bone" anymore!

Sword Bone felt a glimmer of hope.

It devoted itself even more.

To it, Mo Hua seemed like an evil ghost.

The Demon Refining Diagram was purgatory.

Evil ghosts naturally should enter purgatory.

What he needs to do now is to lead Mo Hua, this "evil ghost," into the "purgatory" of the Demon Refining Diagram, then he could seize the chance to escape.

"Young master, follow me, I'm very familiar with this path, it absolutely won't be wrong."

Sword Bone said.

Mo Hua nodded in satisfaction.

Afterwards, Sword Bone led the way, Mo Hua followed, passing through dozens of alchemy rooms, crossing several wide stone paths, avoiding numerous patrolling demon cultivators, climbing onto a cliff, and raised his eyes to look forward.

On the distant towering mountain wall, a huge mural of demons frantically dancing suddenly greeted his view.

Mo Hua's mind couldn't help but tremble:

"This is... the Demon Refining Diagram?!"