Immortality Through Array Formations

Chapter 2904: Chapter 160: Spiritual Corpse Formation

"Core Formation..."

It was as if after a long and arduous journey of tens of thousands of miles, a gleam of dawn had finally appeared on the horizon.

Mo Hua couldn’t help but clench his fair, jade-like fist.

"Finally..."

"I am going to begin refining my Life Formation and shape my Golden Core..."

Mo Hua’s expression was resolute, his gaze firm.

Then he glanced around.

The formations he had previously set up, like an inescapable net, were still in place, and the surroundings were very quiet.

But when Mo Hua’s Divine Sense extended beyond the chamber, his expression revealed a trace of surprise.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, did not rashly get up, but first spent a moment in meditation to calm his mind and body and steady his Heart Spirit, before ending his closed cultivation, opening the door, and stepping out.

Outside the door, Lugu, Dan Zhu, and others stood with stern expressions, forming a line resembling a human wall, guarding the entire shaman chamber.

Opposite Lugu and Dan Zhu stood another group of people.

Leading them were Yan Zhu, the Black Vulture Elder, and other elders and high ranks of the Flame Wings and similar tribes.

Qing Zhu was also among the crowd, but his expression was indifferent.

The two sides confronted each other like this; though it wasn’t a tense standoff, there were definitely undercurrents brewing.

This tense atmosphere lasted a long time.

It wasn’t until Mo Hua exited seclusion and opened the door that everyone was startled, their expressions varied.

Yan Zhu and the others’ expressions flickered.

Lugu looked at Yan Zhu opposite him with a cold sneer.

Dan Zhu’s eyes brightened, clearly relieved, and he softly said, "Gentleman, you have exited seclusion."

Mo Hua nodded slightly and asked, "What’s going on?"

Dan Zhu glanced at Yan Zhu and the others, his expression turning colder, "They wanted to disturb your seclusion."

Yan Zhu maintained a calm appearance and stated, "There was an urgent matter of significant importance that required the shaman lord’s personal decision, so I dared to disturb you..."

While speaking, Yan Zhu glanced at Dan Zhu and Lugu, calmly stating, "Yet, they had a poor attitude and barred my entry..."

"I thought you were plotting harm against the shaman lord and acted in haste, which is why I called upon other tribal elders to ensure the safety of the shaman lord..."

Dan Zhu was somewhat angry, "You are spouting nonsense."

Yan Zhu, thick-skinned and calm, not only did not argue with Dan Zhu but instead appeared sincerely honest.

It seemed as if what he said was genuine, that he genuinely cared for Mo Hua’s safety.

Dan Zhu was about to speak further.

Mo Hua, however, calmly said, "Enough, since it was a misunderstanding, we’ll let it go. But..."

Mo Hua paused for a moment, glancing at Yan Zhu, his gentle gaze gradually becoming profound, "Let there be no next time..."

On the surface, Yan Zhu appeared respectful, but the respect in his heart gradually faded.

After all, he was at the late Golden Core Stage, and he hailed from the Royal Court, accustomed to his esteemed status as the Upper Witch of the Divine Way. While he could yield temporarily, genuinely submitting was evidently not so easy.

At that time, the deterrence from the Divine Altar was strong enough, but as time passed, and his wounds healed, the memory faded, and as a Royal Court shaman’s ’pride’ returned, his ’ambition’ swelled a bit.

He even felt secretly humiliated for submitting to Mo Hua.

He bore a grudge because Mo Hua had ’taken’ his Divine Dao Token.

Upon hearing that Mo Hua had been in seclusion, unseen for ten days, with no one presiding over the Divine Way, Yan Zhu felt a bit restless.

In the realm of the Divine Way, any danger was possible.

Unexpectedly, Mo Hua safely emerged from seclusion...

Yan Zhu felt a slight pity but didn’t mind as he only harbored a minor "deviant intent," which didn’t constitute betrayal.

"Yes, shaman lord..."

Yan Zhu fully agreed.

But at that moment, Yan Zhu suddenly sensed something was amiss, and as he glanced up, meeting Mo Hua’s gaze, it felt like falling into an abyss.

No!

Yan Zhu’s heart skipped a beat instantly.

After only ten days of seclusion, how did his Divine Sense... suddenly change like this?

Not only Yan Zhu but even the Black Vulture Elder and Qing Zhu standing aside, their faces suddenly turned pale.

When Mo Hua first emerged, they didn’t notice; it was only now when Mo Hua’s severe gaze swept across that the aura of his Divine Sense, instantaneously shifted.

Normally, Mo Hua could fully control his Divine Thought, retracting and releasing it at will.

His Divine Thought Aura would be very subtle.

But having just "feasted," swallowing massive amounts of Telekinesis, almost engulfing all the Telekinesis accumulated over the years by the Wujiu Great God, and having completed a Divine Sense breakthrough from the initial Golden Core with twenty-three patterns to twenty-four patterns...

This newly acquired Divine Sense, he hadn’t yet fully mastered, hence a substantial portion of it leaked out.

Ordinary cultivators, with less sensitive perception.

But Yan Zhu and the others, as shamans, were naturally sensitive to Divine Sense.

At this moment, seeing Mo Hua standing there alone, though appearing as a person, the impression from his Divine Thought seemed as though he was a "Taotie" of a divine monster, clad in human skin, devouring the world with immense pressure.

The monstrous "cannibalistic" majesty caused Yan Zhu and the others to feel a bit weak in the legs.

The first to succumb was Yan Zhu, the one making direct eye contact with Mo Hua.

Overwhelmed by the invisible, abyssal beast-like aura emanating from Mo Hua, Yan Zhu couldn’t help but start feeling a submissive urge to kneel.

By the time he realized, it was too late; he was already kneeling.

When he attempted to stand up again, he found his knees had gone soft, beyond the command of his own will.

With Yan Zhu’s kneeling, the Black Vulture Elder also subconsciously knelt.

Having had no significant resistance to Mo Hua, Qing Zhu complied and kneeled as well.

With the three Upper Witches kneeling, the others, albeit unclear on what had happened, also followed suit, kneeling obediently.