Mo Hua felt a slight chill in his heart.
"Is this... the handiwork of Mr. Tu?"
The Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice should be the forbidden legacy of the Great Wilderness Witch.
The witch has the legacy of the Great Wilderness Formation.
This Mr. Tu, being a witch of the Desolate Royal Family, must have profound achievements in formations.
Could it be that the Great Wilderness Evil God valued this, choosing Mr. Tu as his closest servant?
Allowing Mr. Tu to perfectly integrate the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice of the Great Wilderness with the Mysterious Heaven Great Formation of reality, and put it into practice to achieve the resurrection of the Master of the Great Wilderness?
"How many years of planning, how many people involved, how much effort..."
Mo Hua sighed in his heart.
Suddenly his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn’t help but think: "Can I use this formation?"
He certainly couldn’t use the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice, because it’s an Evil Formation that requires the death of many people, sacrificing countless flesh and divine souls.
But what if not sacrificing "human lives"?
Using the principle of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice, sacrifice other things, supply energy for the Mysterious Heaven Great Formation, and then in the Mysterious Heaven Great Formation...
Seal the body as a god?
Mo Hua frowned.
These four words suddenly emerged from within his Sea of Consciousness.
But... is there such thing as "seal the body as a god" in the Cultivation World?
And what happens after sealing the body as a god?
Mo Hua was a bit puzzled.
Unfortunately, the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice Formation constructed by Mr. Tu uses Evil Power, and Mo Hua cannot personally attempt it; otherwise, he might replace the Master of the Great Wilderness and become a ferocious "Evil God."
Or perhaps, not replace the Master of the Great Wilderness, but merge with him, inseparable.
Such reckless actions should not be easily attempted.
Mo Hua contemplated.
But even if he doesn’t risk attempting it, this entire complex system designed for the rebirth of the Evil God must be mastered.
The laws of the Mysterious Heaven Great Formation need to be studied.
The Formation Pivot of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice must also be learned.
Not to mention, as a Formation Master, Mo Hua cannot resist the allure of the "Large Formation."
Even if it’s to "know oneself and know the enemy," to balance the Evil God, these things must be understood.
Moreover, this set of formation systems might be useful in the future.
Mo Hua aspires to become a Formation Master who understands everything between heaven and earth, and he adheres to one principle regarding formations:
"Any formation encountered must be learned; it might not be used, but it should never be unknown."
Mo Hua nodded, then focused his entire attention on comprehending the Formation Pivot of the Desolate Heaven Blood Sacrifice given to him by Mr. Tu...
...
Meanwhile, the large formation was still running, and the Righteous and Demonic were still in battle; the situation was turbulent, the future uncertain.
Beyond the Qian Learning State Boundary.
A carriage, traveling along the Great Dao, slowly approached from afar.
Inside the carriage, there were six or seven people.
Leading them was an old man with a sallow face, wearing mystic clothes, skilled in calculation, and with a head full of white hair.
And he was none other than the Chief Elder of Mystery Valley, True Man Situ of the Feather Transformation Realm.
At this time, True Man Situ sat solemnly, eyes closed, resting.
The others in the carriage were all disciples from Mystery Valley, some young and fresh-faced, some middle-aged, some with dignified brows and eyes, some with half-white hair, most possessing calm demeanors and eyes shining with divine light.
The carriage was quiet, with a fragrant scent wafting, no one spoke.
After a moment, faint whispers broke the solemn silence inside the carriage, as a slightly immature youth said:
"Isn’t there any problem with us going to the Qian Learning State Boundary?"
Someone beside him whispered, "Shh, don’t disturb the Chief Elder’s meditation."
The youth softly responded "Oh."
A cultivator with half-white hair opened his eyes and slowly reassured him, "With the Chief Elder here, there’s no need to worry."
Only then did the youth feel a bit at ease, yet his expression was still somewhat apprehensive: "I heard... there’s an Evil Path Great Formation and many Heaven Void Ancestors, but they can’t..."
"Each skill has its specialization, some things can’t be solved just because of high cultivation," a senior cultivator said.
"The Chief Elder naturally knows how to make decisions."