Mr. Tu is rely a "dog" of the Great Wilderness Evil God.
And himself, however, is a "demigod" transford by the Heaven Yan Jue.
Mr. Tu might understand, but definitely not as deeply as he does.
"But how should the Mysterious Heaven Great Formation be used?"
Mo Hua frowned, pondering for a mont, suddenly recalling so words Mr. Tu had said to him before:
"The Mystery Formation is used for Formation Masters to distinguish between reality and illusion..."
"The riddle of the Mystery Formation is ’false’, and the solution is ’true’. Only by piercing through the appearance can one see the essence of the Formation."
"The riddle is ’illusory’, the solution is ’real’, and between illusion and reality lies the profound Dao Laws of transforming illusion into reality and vice versa..."
The truth and falsehood of the Mystery Formation!
Mo Hua’s expression shook, as if he was enlightened, suddenly understanding completely.
He finally knew how to deceive Mr. Tu!
This was taught to him by Mr. Tu!
But then...
After deceiving Mr. Tu, what then?
Mo Hua frowned again.
Could the second-grade Reversed Spirit Formation Pattern really detonate the quasi-third grade Blood Sacrifice Array?
If it were a second-grade Large Formation, Mo Hua would have so confidence.
But the current Large Formation is quasi-third grade, and Mo Hua’s past experience with "formation detonation" doesn’t serve as a good reference.
A second-grade Reversed Spirit Formation can only counter a second-grade Formation.
One cannot expect a second-grade Reversed Spirit Formation to dismantle the Formation Pivot of a third-grade formation, causing a powerful reverse flow of spiritual power to destroy everything within the Large Formation.
Within the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, there are so second-grade Formation Pivots with "complentary patterns", many of which were drawn by Mo Hua himself.
But whether the power from countering a second-grade Formation Pivot can destabilize the third-grade Formation Pivot, causing the Large Formation to collapse or explode massively, remains unknown.
This kind of thing can’t be tried or verified.
There is only one chance, and if it fails, Mr. Tu will not give him a second chance.
"What should I do..."
Mo Hua lay for a while with no thoughts, then turned onto his stomach, looking at the enormous Formation eye heart and the earth veins imrsed in it.
Blood was still flowing.
The earth veins were still wailing.
Mo Hua felt reluctance in his heart, but as he watched, his mind was suddenly stirred, drawn by the Taoist aning, and his thoughts surged.
"Earth veins..."
"The position of Earth, carrying all with its thick virtue, encompasses everything..."
"Life and death, spiritual power and evil power... interweaving and dissolving within the earth veins..."
"Righteous and demonic, are also the sa..."
Mo Hua felt a tremble in his heart, and a profound insight, inexplicable and entangled, yet distinctly separated, gradually grew within him.
An ancient, simple law lted away a corner in Mo Hua’s heart.
The Great Dao is distinct, harmonizing with all creations.
Amidst countless thoughts, he suddenly rembered Elder Zheng’s words: "Righteous and demonic are essentially one, and the so-called demon is not born from a womb, not hatched from an egg, but transford..."
Righteous and demonic as one, opposing and rging, mutually transforming.
Mo Hua’s eyes were clear and distinct in black and white.
Elder Zheng spoke of humankind, but also of reason, of Dao, and since it is Dao, it is also a type of law for the operation of formations between heaven and earth.
A faint enlightennt gradually ford in Mo Hua’s heart.
He had an initial idea.
Though uncertain of the final effect, it was worth a try.
After all, he had no better way.
But this concept, in practice, was not easy to implent.
It required a deeper understanding of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation to replay entirely and deconstruct it more profoundly.
Then, he needed to spend a lot of heart power and massive divine sense for calculation. Only then could he deduce the true spiritual power trajectory he desired, and by this trajectory, invoke the spiritual power changes from imbalance to balance, and then to destruction through "reversal"...
Mo Hua nodded slightly, then looked into the depths of the earth, where the blood-colored earth veins, polluted by the Evil Formation, were weeping, and murmured softly:
"All killings must eventually perish; all evil will also be erased..."
"Rest assured, I will help cleanse you..."
In the depths of the earth veins, the blood color surged, and a strand of vitality trembled slightly. It seed as if the Taoist aning of the earth was responding to Mo Hua...
...
Then Mo Hua began to "slack off".
When painting formations each day, he dawdled, doing only a few strokes before pretending to have exhausted his divine sense and laying down to rest, while silently sensing the Taoist aning of the earth.
And within his Sea of Consciousness, he was also deducing the overall layout of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice.
This was sowhat beyond Mo Hua’s level.
But he didn’t make excuses for himself.
What he could calculate, he calculated; what he couldn’t, he used both tricky calculation and derivation to "force" it out.
And as he calculated, things that used to seem difficult to Mo Hua gradually beca easier to understand.
Many things weren’t as hard as he thought.
Mo Hua slowly realized this.
He suddenly realized that his current divine sense was already twenty patterns.
This was a genuine Golden Core Divine Sense.
Initially, his mindset hadn’t shifted, still considering himself at "Foundation Establishnt", and his divine sense wasn’t utilized to its fullest potential.
And now, using the Large Formation as a "grindstone", Mo Hua, exhausting everything on tricky calculations and derivations, ultimately fully released his potential as a divine sense in the Golden Core realm.
His formation skills were unknowingly climbing step by step.
And his skill in tricky calculation and derivation also significantly advanced under this "sharpening".
The entire vein structure of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation began to reconstruct little by little in Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness, and Mo Hua gradually grasped it.
After so many days of study, contemplation, and research, the fruit was ripe, the water reached the channel.
Mo Hua’s understanding of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation underwent a complete qualitative change.
Though he still didn’t know the specific third-grade formations involved, the purpose of these formations, their structural parallels, control of the Formation Pivot, and flow of Array Power were clear under his divine insight.
Mo Hua suddenly felt that he had beco the "master" of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, in control of everything.
Though unsure how to define it, Mo Hua faintly felt his formation skills had again ascended a step.
A step of a "chief Formation Master".
He already had the preliminary frawork and attainnt to beco the "chief Formation Master" of the Blood Sacrifice Array.
It’s just that, limited by cultivation realm and bloody ans, he couldn’t really construct the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation.
And once he truly mastered the frawork and overall vein structure of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, the following tasks would be manageable.
It just required consuming divine sense, patiently deducing, and carefully planning.
Mo Hua settled down, bit by bit perfecting the magnificent blueprint he had never tried before.
During this ti, Mr. Tu rarely ca looking for Mo Hua.
He was targeted by True Man Situ and suppressed by the Mystic Sky Beidou Seven Star Formation, with no ti to spare.
But even so, he noticed Mo Hua’s "slacking".
Because the pace of the Large Formation had visibly slowed again.
Mr. Tu initially turned a blind eye to this, but with the Seven Stars’ brilliance, feeling as if thorns on his back, and demonic forces surging, he finally couldn’t tolerate Mo Hua.
"Stop playing gas and finish the formation as soon as possible," Mr. Tu said coldly.
Feeling his "little thoughts" had been exposed, Mo Hua felt a bit guilty and nodded, "Yes, Mr. Tu..."
After that, he didn’t slack off anymore and began working all-out, constructing the Blood Sacrifice Array according to his own deduced Formation Diagram.
This ti, he listened to Mr. Tu’s words, didn’t slack off, and painted very quickly.
Non-stop, working overti to paint, and fully utilizing his twenty-pattern Golden Core divine thought, painting faster and faster, leaving Mr. Tu with not much chance to react.
By the ti Mr. Tu noticed, the progress of the Blood Sacrifice Array was already "in leaps and bounds".
This progress left Mr. Tu montarily in so confusion.
Mo Hua was obviously following his "instructions", finishing the Blood Sacrifice Array as soon as possible.
Obviously, with the Blood Sacrifice Array completed, the Divine Lord could revive.
Obviously, Mo Hua was doing him a huge favor.
The progress was surprisingly fast.
Mr. Tu felt he should be happy about it, but for so reason, he just couldn’t be happy, and even felt a strange "panic" in his heart.
He really couldn’t figure out what this little rascal Mo Hua... was up to?
But no matter how he thought about it, events were being "pushed" forward by Mo Hua.
In a blink of an eye, everything was already too late.
Twelve days later.
The Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation, perfected and completed at the hands of Mo Hua, the "Formation Leader" of Qianxue.
An ancient heartbeat sounded in every corner of the Blood Sacrifice Array.
The Master of the Great Wilderness was about to awaken...
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