Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2793: Chapter 117: God-slaying_3

They couldn’t possibly not have thought about migrating.

Nor could they possibly have waited motionlessly, as the entire tribe awaited famine to ”devour” them, plunging them into the tragedy of ”people eating people”.

This is simply impossible.

Unless...

Mo Hua’s eyes narrowed slightly.

”Before the famine descended, the Sibone Tribe had already completely ’fallen’ due to other causes...”

So, when the miasma came, they didn’t flee.

And from the current situation, this reason is most likely...

The Evil God.

Mo Hua pondered, then focused all attention, ceased thinking too much, and concentrated on using Divine Sense to control ink, constructing the restructured Ultimate Formation from thick soil, paving the path for himself, thus step by step making his way towards the deepest parts of the Sibone Tribe.

The further he went, the more ruinous and bloody the surroundings became.

The flesh was sticky, some had already dried.

Severed limbs filled the ground, gnawed halfway.

Not a single body was intact.

Along the way, there were also some Sibone Tribe members with a hint of vitality remaining, but these people were all half-human half-ghost, devoid of all reason.

They greedily stared at Mo Hua but instinctually circled the Formation Power around Mo Hua, not daring to pounce on him for food.

Mo Hua paid them no mind.

Other than the late-stage Golden Core Sishen, there was no one in the current Sibone Tribe who could threaten him anymore.

He wasn’t distracted by other matters, he kept drawing formations, continuously paving the path.

Through the thick miasma, past the long stone roads, over the various bloody and cruel scenes along the way, after an unknown amount of time, Mo Hua finally reached the deepest part of the grand hall.

In the grand hall, the sound of a heartbeat echoed.

This was a sign of Evil Thoughts surging.

In the air, the smell of the Evil God was so intense that it made Mo Hua feel nauseated.

Yet this nauseating smell inexplicably excited Mo Hua.

Mo Hua laid the formation at the doorway of the grand hall, then eagerly pushed open the door.

This time, he brought nobody with him.

Iron Skill Bone wasn’t brought either.

Because before the Evil God, whoever was brought would be meaningless, they would be a burden.

Moreover, once the Evil God ”descends”, the grand hall it occupies would already be at the edge between ”illusion” and ”reality”.

No need for Iron Skill Bone to dance, the nightmare had already arrived.

And Mo Hua was correct, at the moment he opened the grand hall door, distortion swept over, the surrounding scenery began to deform, illusion and reality started to swap, the Divine Sense felt intense dizziness.

Mo Hua instinctively closed his eyes.

Once everything settled, Mo Hua reopened his eyes, finding himself already within the Evil God’s nightmare.

In the grand hall, it was full of blood seas and severed limbs.

And at the center of the blood sea, there indeed was an Evil God.

This was a demonic creature made of white bone. Its body was enormous, decomposed flesh stickily adhered to bones, its original appearance indiscernible.

It seemed to have once been the Barbarian God worshipped by the Sibone Tribe, but now it was a fallen Barbarian God.

And it was precisely Mo Hua’s ”target” for this trip.

But this Evil God was somewhat different from all the Evil Gods Mo Hua had previously encountered, or half-evilized ”Barbarian Gods”.

This Evil God was in a state of extreme dissatisfaction and anger.

Also, the Evil God itself seemed to have lost reason, trapped in a certain frenzy, completely incapable of communication or interaction.

Of course, there wasn’t anything to communicate anyways.

In Divine Way battles, it’s kill or be killed.

Mo Hua, in Divine Thought state, clasped his fair hands, condensing the Sword of Divine Thought that could cut through gold.

At the moment his Sword of Divine Thought manifested, the Bone-slaying Evil God was already one step ahead, lunging at him, wanting to devour him.

A ”divinity”-level battle officially unfolded in the nightmare.

Mo Hua, using all his means for the first time in a long while, utilized Divine Thought Formation, Divine Thought Spell, Dao Transforming Divine Body, and Taixu Mind Transforming Sword True Jue.

The powerful Divine Thought fluctuations spread out from the depths of the grand hall, emanating towards the outside of the entire valley.

Outside the valley, ordinary barbarian soldiers couldn’t see anything, only feeling a somewhat oppressive atmosphere.

While Golden Core Realm cultivators could sense an inexplicable bloody and frenzied oppression from the Divine Thought.

And from the depths of the miasma, they could feel a wave of ”fear”.

It seemed a terrifying battle was ongoing in the depths of the miasma.

This was a battle that exceeded their comprehension.

They only felt anxious, without knowing the reason for their anxiety.

While the Bone-slaying, kneeling on the ground, chained by bone chains, suddenly went mad, desperately howling and struggling, seemingly empathizing with the battle against a strong enemy.

The group of Golden Cores could only join forces to suppress the Bone-slaying.

At the same time, their minds were shrouded in gloom.

Dan Zhu’s face was somewhat pale as well, filled with worry.

...

And in the Evil God’s nightmare, the battle was going smoothly.

Mo Hua, one person and one sword, with one thought and one formation, kept pressing this Bone-slaying Evil God in battle.

Mo Hua’s previous speculations turned out correct.

This Bone-slaying Evil God’s grade was only Third Grade Primary Rank, its Divine Thought Realm lower than his.

So the Evil Thought that previously parasitized on Bone-slaying’s brain was erased with a single sword of Divine Thought.

And since Bone-slaying was already ”dead”, the Evil God’s telekinesis wasn’t ”human”, so killing it didn’t trigger the backlash of fateful evilness.

However, by using Divine Thought Out of The Body, releasing Divine Sense into reality, the Sword Transformation’s power would be greatly reduced.

This is the ”Barrier of Reality and Illusion”.

In reality, the true power of Sword Transformation was less than one-tenth of Mo Hua’s Divine Thought strength.

Due to Divine Thought Out-of-body, Godslaying Sword’s power greatly debilitated, Mo Hua could only sever the parasitic Evil Thought on Bone-slaying, unable to obliterate it.

But in the nightmare, without the obstruction of ”Barrier of Reality and Illusion”, Mo Hua’s Dao-transforming Divine Thought power could be fully unleashed.

The Sword Transformation in the Divine Thought World could exert its full prowess.

The Third Grade Bone-slaying Evil God, being at a disadvantage in realm and in a state of ”insanity”, was no match for Mo Hua.

Moreover, it was just a ”newly appointed” Evil God, only recently fallen.

Compared to the ancient Evil Gods with primordial evil god will like the Master of the Great Wilderness, it naturally couldn’t compare.

Nor could it compare to a ”Divine Way anomaly” like Mo Hua.

Perhaps given time, it would become a formidable Evil Way deity in the Great Wilderness, stirring up bloody storms that would provoke dread.

But now, in front of the battle-hardened Mo Hua, it was indeed too ”tender”.

Eventually, after a fierce battle, God-slaying Sword executed, Bone-slaying Evil God’s Divine Body was completely crushed by Mo Hua.

During its Divine Body’s reformation process.

Mo Hua instantly immobilized it with Golden Lock Formation, then raised both arms to the sky, charging the Godslaying Sword at the end of Taixu Mind Transforming Sword true technique, amidst powerful Divine Thought fluctuations, with Divine Thought Giant Sword flowing with various laws, he obliterated this Evil God of the Sibone Tribe.

This Evil God glanced at Mo Hua one last time, its eyes filled with anger and unwillingness.

Angry at the downfall of its believers.

Unwilling about the downfall of its own Divine Way.

Then this anger and unwillingness transformed into relief, perhaps even a strange gratitude.

Seeming to be grateful to Mo Hua for killing it.

Grateful to Mo Hua for having the ability to kill it.

In this complex gaze, the Bone-slaying Evil God was ”hunted” by Mo Hua, turning into a thick cloud of evil thought smoke...