Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 1228: Chapter 721 Calamity Arises_2

“Is this Letter Token really useful?” Yang Qianjun asked as he saw Mo Hua with a focused expression.

“Yes.” Mo Hua nodded, “Thank you, Brother Yang.”

Yang Qianjun smiled, “Glad to help, Junior Brother, no need for formalities.”

Yang Qianjun was a few years older than Mo Hua, and they addressed each other accordingly.

Mo Hua called him “Big Brother,” while he addressed Mo Hua as “Junior Brother.”

After returning to the Disciple’s Residence, Mo Hua started working on restoring the Letter Token.

He was already well-practiced in the entire process.

On the brightly lit desk, an Array Plate, Formation Paper, and ink were placed.

Mo Hua first disassembled the Letter Token, transcribed the Fixed Magnetic Patterns, recorded the Secondary Thunder Patterns, and then simulated them on another Array Plate.

He had obtained a book on “Fixed Magnetic Pattern Annotations” from Elder Master Xun, knowing that the seemingly abstract and complex Fixed Magnetic Patterns were essentially a form of “ideographic characters” in the style of Formation Patterns.

Although “Fixed Magnetic Pattern Annotations” wasn’t extensive, covering only some common annotations, it was barely enough for Mo Hua’s current use.

With the help of these annotations, Mo Hua could almost completely comprehend the meanings of these Fixed Magnetic Patterns.

He first replicated the Fixed Magnetic Patterns on the Array Plate.

Then, on that basis, he simulated the Secondary Thunder Patterns, thereby reconstructing the erased text within the Letter Token by himself.

As the Magnetic Patterns were restored, the Formation flowed, and one by one, the vanished texts gradually reappeared.

“April… Fourteenth…”

“Fellow Sect Taoists, gather at Qingping City…”

There were some missing words afterwards, not sure if it was a mistake in replicating the Fixed Magnetic Pattern or if there was an error in the Secondary Thunder Patterns.

Mo Hua continued the deduction.

“Gather at Qingping City… to destroy…”

Destroy?

Mo Hua was taken aback, his eyes slightly stern, feeling something ominous.

He continued the deduction, and the last two words slowly revealed themselves.

“The entire… family/clan?”

Mo Hua was startled, connecting all the words:

April Fourteenth, Fellow Sect Taoists, gather at Qingping City, to destroy… the entire family/clan?

Mo Hua took a deep cold breath.

Annihilation!

The Xie family of Bishan City being slaughtered by Cultivators amidst fire, dismemberment, screams, struggles, painful scenes, all surfaced again in Mo Hua’s mind.

Mo Hua found it hard to believe.

These Demon Cultivators, they are still planning an annihilation!

But… whose entire family/clan?

The crucial word hadn’t been restored on the Letter Token.

Mo Hua looked it over again and again, then double-checked the Fixed Magnetic Patterns and inspected the Secondary Thunder Patterns again. Despite all the efforts, it was futile.

He only knew that the target of this annihilation by the Demon Cultivators was in Qingping City, but exactly which family or clan, he had no clue.

Mo Hua frowned.

Annihilation…

Could these Demon Cultivators also be minions of the Evil God?

What’s the meaning behind their annihilation?

Mo Hua recalled the events of Qianxue State Boundary one by one, gradually linking things together.

Second Grade Bishan City, the Xie family was annihilated.

Near Bishan City, a Demon Palace was constructed, within it, there lay an altar.

On the banks of Mistwater River, the former fishing village was likewise considered annihilated.

The village directly turned into a preaching ground of the Evil God, where nightmares merged with reality, containing a River God Temple with an altar deep inside.

So, could “annihilation” be a precursor to building a Demon Sect’s temple and Evil God’s altar?

Why?

Mo Hua pondered the experiences in the small fishing village again and speculated.

To establish an altar, there needs nurturing Demon Monsters.

Following the annihilation, the Cultivators’ flesh and blood are used to craft flesh and blood Demon Monsters.

The residual Divine Souls of the Cultivators are used to create Evil Spirits.

And within the Demon Palace, some Formations, a river of blood, a wall of bones… also all require “people” as “building materials.”

It was so in the village.

The construction of Bi Mountain Demon Cavern hadn’t been completed, and before Dao Court attacked, Fire Buddha destroyed most of the Demon Palace’s secrets, leaving few clues.

But Mo Hua guessed it couldn’t be far off.

Everything follows rules, the preaching and sacrifices by the Evil God, the construction of altars, surely adhere to certain procedures.

“Using all things as sacrificial offerings, treating the populace as ‘livestock,’ this is the way of the Evil God…”

Mo Hua’s gaze was cold, he sighed deeply.

Then he felt puzzled anew.

Carrying out such acts under the watch of the Dao Court, there must be an insider within the Dao Court.

Also, leading these unbridled and frantic Demon Cultivators to secretly annihilate families/clans must require a Demon Head of the same Realm, with immense Cultivation strength and ruthless methods.

Previously, it was Fire Buddha, who practiced Forbidden Techniques at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

But now that Fire Buddha is dead, who else could be doing this?

Mo Hua couldn’t figure it out.

“April Fourteenth, just four days away…”

Four days later, who knows which family will be annihilated by the Demon Cultivators.

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart.

But now he was already “confined”…

After a moment’s thought, Mo Hua immediately sent a message to Uncle Gu:

“Uncle Gu, Qingping City, four days from now, the Demon Cultivators will annihilate a family/clan…”

From Uncle Gu’s side, there was silence for a long while before he replied:

“How did you know?”

Mo Hua was just about to respond when he suddenly paused.

Uncle Gu had asked: “How did you know?” rather than: “How do you know?”

This indicated that he already knew about this matter beforehand.

Mo Hua was somewhat surprised:

“Uncle Gu, you already knew?”

Uncle Gu sounded somewhat resigned, “We captured several Sin Cultivators, subjected them to harsh interrogations, and obtained some clues…”

Then Uncle Gu asked again: “How did you know?”

As a Court Official of the Dao Court, responsible for local security and capturing Sin Cultivators and Demon Cultivators, it was not strange for him to know this. But Mo Hua, a Sect Disciple who never leaves home, how could he know of the Demon Cultivators’ plot?

This piece of news, he had only learned it himself a couple of days ago.