Of course, in times of crisis, it could also be used to "take shelter."
"Alright, shall I paint the formation for you then?" Mo Hua asked.
Lord Yellow Mountain clasped his hands in thanks, "I am in your debt..."
Mo Hua took out paper and pen, and began painting a formation stroke by stroke around Lord Yellow Mountain’s "golden adorned" divine statue.
Lord Yellow Mountain watched silently from the side, curious about what kind of formation Mo Hua would paint for him.
But as he continued to watch, Lord Yellow Mountain’s expression changed again.
"This..."
His body trembled, hesitated for a long time, and finally stammered, "Little... little friend, isn’t this a... Divine Tao Array?"
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.
It really was!
Lord Yellow Mountain drew in a cold breath.
This Little Plague God, how did he even learn the Divine Tao Array?
Remarkable indeed...
In the future, wouldn’t he be even more unstoppable?
What does he mean by painting a Divine Tao Array on his statue?
Lord Yellow Mountain’s face stiffened, and his heart was filled with regret, deep regret.
Truly, the human heart is unfathomable; cultivators are not to be trusted at all.
Had he known earlier, he wouldn’t have revealed the statue’s location...
Lord Yellow Mountain’s face soured with helplessness, and he could only beg, "Little friend, mercy! Don’t seal my statue..."
If the statue were sealed, he’d have no retreat.
Mo Hua asked puzzled, "Who said I was going to seal you?"
Lord Yellow Mountain looked aggrieved.
Mo Hua then consoled him, "Don’t worry, it’s not what you think..."
"I use the Divine Tao Array to seal your statue, leaving an opening so you can move freely in and out. In this way, the Divine Tao Array will instead become your refuge, concealing your presence."
"In the future, if you encounter danger, just hide inside, and others, even other evil spirits, may not discover you."
Lord Yellow Mountain paused in realization.
He hadn’t expected that the "Divine Tao Array" used to counter deities could have such a use.
But upon reflection, it did make sense.
Authentic deities, receiving incense openly, have no need to hide, nor rely on such methods for refuge.