Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 1141: Chapter 693: Di Sha Formation_3 Chapter 1141: Chapter 693: Di Sha Formation_3 “Master She…”

Master She?

Mo Hua was caught off-guard, multitasking, continuing to draw the formation while also using his peripheral vision to glance toward the fisherman’s hut.

Inside the hut, a person walked in.

Disheveled hair, wearing a robe of pills, face smeared with red and green, eyes delirious, it was that evil pill master.

“Is this evil pill master surnamed She?” Mo Hua muttered to himself.

Inside the hut, a group of people dressed in black all stood up and saluted the evil pill master, “We greet Master She.”

With an air of arrogance, Master She nodded in acknowledgement.

The leading man in black respectfully asked, “Master, is the pill ready for completion?”

“Just a bit more…” Master She walked straight to the head seat, and one of the men in black promptly stood up to offer the seat to She.

Casually sitting down, Master She added, “I’ve been refining pills until I’m tired; came here to look for some wine to drink.”

Immediately, someone at his side poured wine for Master She.

Master She picked up the wine cup, downed it in one gulp, then smacked his lips and shook his head, “Too bland… Lacks a bit of taste without some human blood mixed in.”

The man in black at the head said, “The situation is tense today, supplies are low, and we only have plain wine to offer; I apologize for the inconvenience, Master She.”

Master She didn’t really care, only warning them:

“Here in this fishing village, you all must be utterly vigilant, act cautiously, by no means must you disturb River God, otherwise, I can’t save you.”

Everyone became solemn upon hearing this, nodding in agreement with bowed heads.

Master She, with a softer tone, continued, “Half a day more, and this batch of pills will be ready; take it to the young master, and my duty will be fulfilled.”

“As for the next batch… Later I will dissect the hearts and veins of those two children to use as a medicinal guide, strip their flesh and bones to serve as pill membrane; it requires another seven days to form the pills, come and get them after seven more days.”

Upon hearing this, Mo Hua showed a look of distress.

Yet, the man in black who led them, his face filled with joy, hastily saluted, “Many thanks, Master She!”

“Hm.” Master She nodded.

Another observant man in black once again filled Master She’s cup with wine.

After Master She drank it all in one sip, his cheeks reddened slightly, the impatience in his heart somewhat dissipated, and he said in a loud and coarse voice,

“I’m off to refine pills, remember my words.”

The group in black saluted again, “Yes.”

Having said that, Master She stood up and headed into the pill room.

Mo Hua, meanwhile, exercised patience and continued with the formation painting.

The spiritual ink traced slowly, bit by bit…

Master She reached the doorway; the moment his sole touched the ground, he suddenly looked startled and his expression showed a fleeting doubt.

He looked down at the ground, his pupils dilated sharply, and he immediately exclaimed, “We’re under attack!”

Then he immediately threw himself outside the formation.

Mo Hua clicked his tongue, slightly annoyed.

How could this Master She, clearly a pill master, detect his formation?

Problematic…

But it didn’t matter any longer, as it was just about finished.

Inside the hut, the cultivators, upon hearing Master She’s warning, were stunned, and when they came to their senses, their faces changed drastically, and they all rushed outside the hut.

Mo Hua’s gaze turned icy, no longer concealing his presence. He pushed his divine sense to the limit; the spiritual ink on the ground moved like a snake transforming into a mighty dragon, rapidly accelerating, circling and closing in, finally solidifying into a large-scale, second-grade sixteen-pattern Di Sha Formation.

In that moment, as the black-clothed men inside the hut were about to rush out, Mo Hua crisply said:

“Explode!”

The Five Elements’ earth energy tremored, and the ground surged with killing intent.

Instantly, the earth sank, quicksand turned into blades, stirred and intertwined chaotically.

In an instant, the entire fisherman’s hut was blown into rubble.

At the same time, two of the Gu Family’s cultivators quickly broke into the pill room from the roof and saved the two children, who were prostrated and kneeling before the altar.

The Gu Family’s cultivators, who were lying in ambush around the hut, were slightly dazed by the powerful killing force of the Di Sha Formation.

However, within a moment, the dust settled, and remembering Mo Hua’s instructions, they immediately drew their swords and charged into the fray.

The once-deadly silent fishing village was now surging with killing intent.

The Gu Family’s cultivators, well-trained, coordinated their attacks, ambushing the human traffickers in black.

The human traffickers in black were severely wounded by the second-grade sixteen-pattern Di Sha Formation, most of them grievously injured, except for the leading black-clothed cultivator of the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, who was slightly less injured.

Yet, even so, he felt a surge of blood and qi; his legs cut by the earth-series spiritual power of the Di Sha Formation, covered in bloody marks, moving with difficulty.

Already at a numerical disadvantage, and preemptively attacked by Mo Hua’s formation, blowing them to pieces, they fell into a disadvantageous position the moment the fight began.

Mo Hua took advantage of openings, used Water Prison Technique for control and Fireball Technique for interference.

In less than half an hour, the dust settled.

Three of the Gu Family’s cultivators were lightly injured.

Two of the traffickers died, their flesh corroded, turning into puddles of black water.

The remaining seven were captured, and their legs were broken, fastened with Spirit-binding Locks, including Crossing River Dragon, the leading man in black, and that “Master She.”

This Master She, although highly cultivated, seemed to have spent most of his years practicing alchemy and had average combat ability.

His strength was about mid to lower level among cultivators of the Foundation Establishment Late Stage; despite his alertness and avoiding the Di Sha Formation, he was still unable to escape.

The two children were also saved, but they were unconscious.

Yu Dahe clutched the two children tightly in his arms, eyes bloodshot, looking at Mo Hua with great gratitude.

“Thank you, young master, thank you…”

Mo Hua’s expression was complex, feeling none too optimistic.

He knew the condition of the two children was somewhat strange.

On the surface, it seemed that the children were merely frightened, temporarily passed out, but Mo Hua knew in his heart that a lot of their divine sense had been devoured.

Looking carefully at the two children again, Mo Hua was somewhat puzzled.

It didn’t seem as though a lot of divine sense had been devoured; it was more like their entire divine sense had been “extracted” from the Sea of Consciousness by some special technique…

“Extracted?”

Mo Hua frowned, somewhat baffled.

But he wasn’t certain about these matters, and it didn’t seem appropriate to discuss them with Yu Dahe just yet.

At that moment, a deep laugh echoed in the room.

Mo Hua looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Master She lying on the ground, bound with Spiritual Lock, his face dark with laughter.

“What are you laughing at?” Mo Hua asked.

“I laugh at you all,” Master She replied, a sinister smile on his lips, tinged with blood, “…for saving two corpses.”

Everyone’s expressions slightly shifted.

Mo Hua, however, had a deep look in his eyes, as if in thought.