The Quest for Immortality

In the great hall, the ground was littered with white bones and human skins piled up like mountains, with rivers of blood flowing.

Seventy to eighty of them, wearing sinister robes and bearing bizarre visages, these Evil Formation Masters were continuously busy.

Some were drawing Formation Diagrams, some were controlling the Formation Pivots, others were repairing Formation Patterns, rushing to fill the Formations, while there were those specializing in mixing Blood Ink, refining bone and flesh formation media... and so on.

These Evil Formation Masters, like ”worker ants” in a hive, skillfully divided their tasks and cooperated, supporting the operation of the Large Formation, and continuously advancing the progress of the Evil Path Great Formation...

Mo Hua looked on, secretly alarmed.

This Evil Path Great Formation required such a multitude of Evil Formation Masters for construction and maintenance, indicating its volume must be vast.

Moreover, cultivating Formation Masters was inherently challenging.

The Evil Formation Masters before his eyes, their skills adept and experience rich, were evidently masters of the Dao of Formations.

To secretly gather and nurture so many elite Evil Formation Masters was not something accomplished overnight.

One could only imagine how long it took, how much effort, how much heart and soul had to be poured into it.

Moreover, the cultivation of Evil Formation Masters necessitated creating a large amount of ”carnage.”

Only by creating extensive carnage could there be enough human blood, flesh, bones, skin, and hair to serve as materials for practicing Evil Formations.

Not to mention the amassed mountains and seas of corpses and bones for constructing the Large Formation before him.

This Mr. Tu harbored great schemes, vast ambitions, and incurred great carnage.

Mo Hua’s gaze was cold, yet he did not act rashly, but instead recalled another question:

”The Evil Formation Masters before my eyes are all Second Grade, so where are the Third Grade Evil Formation Masters?”

A Dark Formation of such magnitude could not possibly lack Third Grade Formation Masters.

Of course, Fourth Grade would be unlikely.

After all, this is the Third-Grade Yanluo Mountain State, and the grade of the Evil Path Great Formation here would not exceed Third Grade at the highest.

One Fourth Grade Evil Formation Master, like Mr. Tu, should be enough.

In fact, it’s likely there aren’t many Third Grade Evil Formation Masters either.

In a Third-Grade State Boundary, constructing a Third Grade Grand Array is hugely costly.

Not to mention, being an Evil Formation, building a ”pure Third Grade” Evil Path Great Formation in the vicinity of Qianxue, under the noses of various sects and aristocratic families, implies the slaughter of numerous Golden Core cultivators, which is impossible.

Golden Core breakthroughs are difficult, Golden Core cultivators are few, and most are powerful, difficult to kill.

In contrast, there are many Foundation Building cultivators, and Qi Refining cultivators are as numerous as the hairs on an ox.

Therefore, according to Mo Hua’s guess, the current Evil Path Great Formation likely only has a part of its core structure as Third Grade.

Apart from that, much of the formation structure is filled in with Second and even First Grade Formation Patterns and Formation Pivots.

This is the rationale of pattern downgrading compatibility that Elder Zheng once mentioned.

Though righteous and evil Formations differ, many underlying principles are shared.

Using ”pattern downgrading compatibility” to ”reduce costs and improve efficiency,” lowering the threshold for the Large Formation, reducing the difficulty of constructing the Large Formation, thereby advancing its realization.

This is the ”practical” approach of turning an imaginary Formation Diagram into a tangible Formation.

Even a Large Formation of the Evil Path is no exception.

This Mr. Tu is indeed a deeply knowledgeable principal Evil Path Formation Master.

Mo Hua felt some apprehension in his heart.

”Mr. Tu, and also the Third Grade Evil Formation Masters...”

Mo Hua’s thoughts moved slightly, becoming more cautious, as he started to cautiously inspect the Formation Core Hall along the stone wall through each formation passage.

All around were roaming blood-colored Evil Spirits.

The passage was filled with evil power surging from the Evil Path Formation Pivot, with defense networks that warned every three steps and triggered a Killing Formation every five steps.

To others, it was an ”off-limits” forbidden area.

But for Mo Hua, it seemed as if he was a ”fish in water.”

He was like a ”specter,” moving without a trace, silently investigating the environment and overall formation pivot layout within the grand hall of the Evil Path Formation Pivot.

The entire Formation Core Hall was extremely spacious, with a complex structure.

Mo Hua wandered for a long time, but found not the slightest trace of ”Mr. Tu.”

However, he did find another more confidential Formation Pivot Chamber.

In this chamber was a Third Grade Evil Formation, with four Evil Formation Masters exuding even denser evil qi, wearing white bone masks, using their Divine Senses to communicate with the formation pivots, controlling the flow of evil power within the Evil Path Great Formation.

In front of them were several white bone cups.

Within the cups was blood water.

In the blood water floated a deformed, seemingly still alive, continuously rotating black-red eyeball.

The four Evil Formation Masters were fully focused on controlling the formation pivots.

But this control seemed extremely difficult, exhausting a great amount of Divine Sense, and before long their faces were ashen, eyes deeply sunken, as if they were drained.

At this time, one of the exhausted Third Grade Evil Formation Masters removed his white bone mask, revealing a sinister and eerie face.

Then he walked to the table, picked up the cup containing the eyeball, and drank the blood wine in one gulp.

As the blood light flickered on his face, his complexion visibly improved, and his Divine Sense seemed replenished in an instant.

However, the madness in his eyes deepened, showing a certain excitement and fervor.

Afterwards, this Evil Formation Master donned his white bone mask again, continued to focus entirely on communicating with the formation pivots, maintaining the Large Formation’s operation...

Mo Hua watched in silent shock.

Evil Formation Masters truly belonged to the crooked ways, everything they did carried an air of malevolence.

He just wondered what kind of eyeball it was and what the blood wine tasted like...

Mo Hua watched the four for a while, assessing the situation, and decided these four were not to be trifled with for the time being.

But those Second Grade Evil Formation Masters in the great hall...

Mo Hua’s gaze shifted slightly, and he slowly formed an idea in his mind.

Then, silently and stealthily, he retraced his steps through the formation core passage, returning to the cave.