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Chapter 562: Don't Look
Chapter 562: Don't Look
As expected!
Mystic Daoist's eyes glazed over in a daze, only to narrow again in disbelief.
Was it really that easy to steal and master the Heavenly Machine's enigmatic calculations? How could this little thing already be applying it so skillfully after only a few tries?
Moreover, right under his nose, with his demonic influence planted in the boy's Dao heart, leaving him with only a slim chance of survival, he still dared to steal his Heavenly Machine technique...
What exactly had his junior disciple taught this boy...
He seemed harmless, but there was something uncanny about him...
Mystic Daoist's gaze turned icy.
Regardless, now that he had learned the Heavenly Machine technique, he would undoubtedly die! Mo Hua's expression also turned solemn.
He, too, sensed the intense killing intent in Mystic Daoist's eyes.
However, the current situation was already a matter of mutual destruction.
With the demonic influence in his Dao heart, his sea of consciousness was being eroded.
From the looks of it, his senior uncle had never intended to spare him.
He had to find a way to survive this encounter...
In the stillness of his sea of consciousness, killing intent condensed.
Mystic Daoist's expression was cold, the Mount Sumeru Sword raised, and an eerie sword qi gathered.
Mo Hua's eyes shone with clarity, his fingers pointed, and his spirit focused as he manifested spells.
In Mo Hua's sea of consciousness, the two of them began a true clash of divine senses...
Mystic Daoist's demonic influence was at the late peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, his divine sense was powerful, and his enigmatic arts were profound.
Although Mo Hua only had thirteen strands of spirit sense, his spirit sense was refined, and he possessed a good number of spirit sense techniques. He had also experienced numerous perilous divine sense battles and could barely be considered a veteran.
The battle of divine senses was intense and imminent.
Black sword qi swept through, and crimson fireballs flew.
After a few exchanges, Mo Hua realized a terrifying fact:
"Damn..."
He was no match for his senior uncle at all...
This senior uncle of his was just too strong!
His aura was like a deep abyss, shrouded in enigmatic qi, and his means were unfathomable.
Mo Hua's fireball technique and manifested arrays were completely ineffective, and all his attacks were easily neutralized by his senior uncle's sword before they could even get close.
On the other hand, his senior uncle's sword qi was extremely powerful and inflicted damage on contact.
Mo Hua dared not take the hits directly.
All he could do was stall and buy time while thinking of a way to survive...
The two continued their battle.
After dozens of exchanges, Mo Hua was consistently at a disadvantage, his figure in disarray as he dodged the relentless sword qi. However, what surprised him was that...
He was actually holding his own against his senior uncle...
Although he was still in a precarious situation, he had managed to stay alive for the time being.
He hadn't been instantly killed by his senior uncle's sword...
"Am I that amazing?"
Mo Hua was taken aback, his thoughts stirring as he suddenly realized something.
His speed was faster than his senior uncle's! He discovered that the speed at which he manifested spells and arrays seemed to be slightly faster than his senior uncle's.
His senior uncle's attacks were swift due to his overwhelming strength.
However, his own speed came from the Heavenly Derivative Technique's boost to his spirit sense, the Spirit Pivot Array's utilization of spirit sense, and his constant practice of drawing arrays, which had honed his spirit sense over time.
His attacks were just a tad faster than his senior uncle's.
And it was this slight difference that allowed him to barely hold his ground against his senior uncle.
In this world of magic, speed was the key to invincibility!
"Grandpa Gui was right after all!"
Mo Hua's heart steadied, and he began to focus intently, skillfully maneuvering against Mystic Daoist.
Mystic Daoist's expression remained as cold as ever, but a hint of surprise flashed in his heart.
"How is this little thing so fast? Could it be because of Old Gui..."
This set of magical techniques was almost identical to those of Old Gui.
The myriad ways of the world, when skillfully applied, depended on the heart.
To master them to such a profound level, both speed and tenacity were required...
Just like this little brat...
The Fireball Technique was swift and fierce;
The Water Prison Technique was fast and precise;
The Flowing Water Step was quick and unpredictable...
Just how many tricks did he have up his sleeve?
Mystic Daoist's eyes narrowed.
Normally, he could rely on the Heaven-Sealing Enigmatic Array to deal with all of these.
But he never expected that this little junior disciple of his would see through his demonic influence on the Dao heart and steal his Heavenly Machine technique.
Now, even if he used arrays to seal him, the boy could use the enigmatic calculations to free himself.
It was indeed a tricky situation...
"Is my only option to wear him down?"
As soon as this thought arose, Mystic Daoist was taken aback, and a hint of anger surfaced.
Was he, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, supposed to struggle like this against a mere Qi Refining junior disciple, unable to crush him instantly with sheer power? Mystic Daoist found the idea absolutely absurd!
His face turned cold, but suddenly, he sensed something amiss, and his anger gradually dissipated, only to be replaced by a furrowed brow.
This junior disciple of his was a bit unusual...
In the battle of divine senses, he was handling it with ease, and although his techniques seemed immature, he displayed a high level of proficiency, as if he had experienced numerous divine sense battles.
But how was that possible...
He was so young.
Manifesting spirit sense incarnations, spells, and arrays...
Putting himself in the boy's shoes, if he hadn't encountered his own demonic influence, which was based on the Heavenly Machine technique and the demonic influence on the Dao heart, he would have been no match for this junior disciple.
Was such a divine sense really in need of the protection of the Mystical Heaven Grand Array?
Was the Mystical Heaven Grand Array meant to protect this boy's divine sense from being killed, or was it meant to protect others' divine senses from being killed by him?
To guard against the demonic influence on the Dao heart?
That didn't seem right either...
If it was meant to counter the demonic influence, his junior disciple had other ways to guard against him and didn't need to go through the trouble of setting up the Mystical Heaven Grand Array...
Moreover...
Did his junior disciple even have the ability to set up the Mystical Heaven Grand Array?
Mystic Daoist's mind flashed with the image of his junior disciple's pale face, weak aura, and lifeless appearance...
Even if he had exhausted all his resources and pushed the limits of the Heavenly Machine's calculations, he might not have been able to set up such a grand array, even if it was only a first-rate one!
Mystic Daoist's heart trembled.
Instead, this array was inherently present within the boy's sea of consciousness!
As this realization struck Mystic Daoist, he was slightly taken aback.
"Inherently present within his sea of consciousness?"
That was even more impossible...
Whose sea of consciousness would contain the Mystery Heaven Grand Array?
And what purpose did this array serve?
With his vast cultivation experience and knowledge of cultivation manuals, he searched through his memories...
Mystic Daoist observed Mo Hua and his cultivation level, and suddenly had a moment of enlightenment.
"Having reached the ninth layer of Qi Refining, he's about to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage..."
If there truly was a Mystery Heaven Grand Array within his sea of consciousness, then most likely, it was meant to aid him in breaking through the bottleneck of Foundation Establishment!
Mystic Daoist was shaken by this thought.
"Could it be that my junior disciple wants me to help his little apprentice break through the bottleneck of Foundation Establishment?"
For a moment, he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh at the situation.
However, his heart soon turned solemn.
Cultivation technique...
What kind of cultivation technique would use the "Mystery Heaven Grand Array" as the bottleneck for Foundation Establishment? And is this technique even meant to be practiced by humans?
What kind of person could truly cultivate this technique...
Mystic Daoist watched as Mo Hua, who was only about ten years old, seriously performed the Flowing Water Step, condensed the Fireball Technique, and manifested the Earthfire Array in an attempt to restrain him. Even though his movements were clumsy and he was at a disadvantage under Mystic Daoist's sword qi, he remained calm and composed, retreating and advancing with precision and ease. Seeing this, Mystic Daoist muttered:
"This little thing... is actually a... little monster..."
Moreover...
The cultivation technique he was practicing was definitely not ordinary...
Mystic Daoist's eyes narrowed.
"Then... I can't simply kill him..."
"I must capture him and ask him properly."
"I will thoroughly question him about the details of this cultivation technique!"
Mystic Daoist suddenly stopped his actions and sheathed the ancient bronze-colored Mount Sumeru Sword.
Mo Hua was taken aback but soon wore an even more solemn expression.
As expected, after a moment, Mystic Daoist's aura changed drastically.
A dense black qi mixed with intricate array patterns and a powerful eerie force rose from his body.
Mo Hua was startled.
"Bad! Senior Uncle is angry!"
He immediately used the Flowing Water Step, his toes tapping the ground as he flashed away, putting some distance between them.
Then, Mo Hua fixed his gaze on Mystic Daoist and saw the black qi first rising and then condensing around him.
Mystic Daoist donned a strange, pitch-black Daoist robe.
This Daoist robe was completely different from the one he had been wearing before.
The robe seemed to be woven from black mist, adorned with countless human faces that were writhing in pain, exuding an eerie and terrifying aura.
Mo Hua's spirit sense stirred, and his heart was shocked.
This Daoist robe contained an even more profound "Heavenly Mystery Calculation," devouring souls and defying the heavens.
However, this heavenly mystery calculation was too profound for Mo Hua to comprehend.
He only knew that Senior Uncle was furious and was probably going to resort to desperate measures to kill him!
"What should I do?"
Mo Hua's expression turned grave, and he paused for a moment.
He felt a familiar aura...
At the same time, Mystic Daoist, shrouded in the black robe with human faces and an ominous aura, was also taken aback.
A vast aura permeated Mo Hua's sea of consciousness.
Mystic Daoist's whole body trembled, feeling a mix of excitement, astonishment, and fear.
This was...
The aura of the Dao Source?! How is that possible?
Mystic Daoist abruptly turned around and saw a stele appearing in the center of Mo Hua's sea of consciousness.
The stele was ethereal, shrouded in chaos.
It was broad and ancient, with a strange and incomplete shape, as if it carried a vast and profound aura that was fluctuating. In a daze, it also seemed empty and void, devoid of anything...
Mystic Daoist's pupils shook violently.
So that was it...
The true secret of this little thing was this...
It was this mysterious stele, which emanated the aura of the Dao Source! Mo Hua's expression changed drastically, and his face turned pale.
Mystic Daoist coldly smiled, ignoring Mo Hua as he walked towards the stele.
The stele trembled, and an ancient, mysterious, and pure aura instantly filled the surroundings.
This aura was suppressing and erasing Mystic Daoist.
Mystic Daoist's expression turned solemn. The black Daoist robe billowed in the wind, and black-gray array patterns crawled over the eerie human faces, intertwining to form strange and sinister demonic thoughts.
It seemed like he was using heavenly mystery calculations to create residual souls, turning them into human thoughts to conceal the source and hide the heavenly secret, thus evading the erasing power of the Dao Source aura.
His Daoist robe was gradually being worn down.
The eerie black qi around him was slowly dissipating.
One by one, the human faces were being erased by the Dao Source aura, turning into ashes...
But Mystic Daoist's figure continued to approach the stele, step by step...
He wanted to see what secrets were hidden on the stele in Mo Hua's sea of consciousness.
Why did this stele possess the aura of the Dao Source! Mo Hua was shocked and exclaimed:
"Senior Uncle, don't look at it!"
However, Mystic Daoist completely ignored him, his figure alternating between illusory and solid as he inched closer to the stele...
Mo Hua gritted his teeth and repeatedly tapped his fingers, causing fireballs to whistle through the air in an attempt to force Mystic Daoist back.
But the fireballs of the Fireball Technique, upon touching Mystic Daoist's black soul Daoist robe, vanished without a trace.
Mo Hua then used the Water Prison Technique.
Similarly, the Water Prison Technique could only slightly hinder Mystic Daoist's steps and was largely ineffective.
Golden and crimson formation patterns entwined and merged beneath Mystic Daoist's feet, forming the Golden Lock Three Lotus Earthfire Composite Formation.
The Golden Lock Formation trapped Mystic Daoist in place.
The Three Lotus Earthfire Formation responded in unison, like three fiery lotuses blooming suddenly, engulfing Mystic Daoist in raging flames.
This composite formation had been suppressed by Mystic Daoist earlier, and Mo Hua hadn't had a chance to use it.
Now that Mystic Daoist was distracted by the stele, ignoring Mo Hua, he seized the opportunity to fully manifest this entrapping and killing composite formation.
Mystic Daoist was not afraid of the power of this formation, but all his mental energy and his enigmatic calculations were focused on resisting the aura of the stele.
Caught off guard, he had no chance to evade and was injured by the Golden Lock Three Lotus Earthfire Composite Formation.
His Daoist robe trembled, and the eerie qi flickered.
Mystic Daoist took a few steps back, only to be forced back even further by the overwhelming aura of the Dao emanating from the stele, retreating another dozen steps.
Mystic Daoist looked up, his face shrouded in black qi, but his eyes held a bewildered expression.
Manifesting an entrapping and killing composite formation...
This little one's mastery of formations was indeed somewhat unexpected.
To be able to draw a composite formation and to be able to manifest it were two very different things, and the understanding of formations required for each was like the difference between heaven and earth.
This little brat's proficiency in formations far exceeded his age.
Could it be... that this was all due to that fragment of a stele?
Mystic Daoist looked up at the stele.
But before he knew it, Mo Hua had stood in front of the stele, arms outstretched, his face tense as if he wanted to block the stele from Mystic Daoist's view.
But his small body couldn't possibly hide the stele.
"Senior Uncle, you mustn't look!" Mo Hua said solemnly.
Mystic Daoist coldly smiled, but his heart was now certain.
This stele definitely held a great secret, and it was definitely related to formations!
This was probably also the reason why his junior disciple had used heavenly machine calculations to hide this little apprentice from him, not wanting him to discover the truth.
"Since that's the case, I must take a closer look!" Mystic Daoist said, his pupils pitch-black and his aura even more powerful.
Mo Hua gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, focusing his spirit sense to the extreme as he began to manifest the Five Elements Mountain Guarding Formation.
This formation was derived from the Five Elements Sect's Five Elements Mountain Guarding Grand Formation.
However, it was only a first-rate formation.
Moreover, it was just a part of the Mountain Guarding Grand Formation that Mo Hua had simplified through his own research of the second-rate Five Elements Mountain Guarding Formation.
But this was already the most powerful defensive composite formation that Mo Hua had mastered.
As Mo Hua manifested the formation, he subconsciously applied the Heavenly Machine Enigmatic Calculation Technique, causing the formation to manifest extremely quickly.
The five-colored formation patterns layered on top of each other, forming a spiritual barrier that protected the stele in the center.
Mystic Daoist's eyes turned sharp.
A mere Five Elements Mountain Guarding Formation dares to stand in my way?
As always, he took a step forward, and at the same time, black souls emerged from his black Daoist robe, turning into ghostly faces that scattered and began to "devour" Mo Hua's Five Elements Mountain Guarding Formation.
It looked like they were "eating" it, but in essence, they were "deciphering" it.
The Five Elements Mountain Guarding Formation was slowly being eroded...
Despite this, Mo Hua's gaze remained steady, and he continued to manifest formations, seemingly wanting to compete with his "Senior Uncle" in terms of formations...
One after another, the Five Elements formations were generated.
And one after another, they were devoured by the eerie souls.
Mystic Daoist's black soul Daoist robe, imbued with the power of the Dao, broke through Mo Hua's formations as he stepped closer and closer to the stele.
As soon as Mo Hua manifested his formation patterns, they were deciphered, and his formations fell apart.
With his strength of spirit sense, his spirit incantation techniques, and his proficiency in formations, it was extremely difficult for him to directly counter even just a single demonic thought of Mystic Daoist, a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Mo Hua's brows furrowed, and his face turned as pale as paper.
After an unknown amount of time, the Five Elements Mountain Guarding Formation was completely eroded and fell apart...
The stele was now fully revealed before Mystic Daoist.
Mo Hua wanted to condense another spell, but Mystic Daoist's expression turned cold, and with a wave of his Daoist robe, eerie souls with sinister faces rushed towards Mo Hua, baring their fangs.
The eerie souls were vicious, and the eerie qi was chilling.
Mo Hua had no choice but to use the Flowing Water Step to dodge the eerie souls.
But the eerie souls were relentless and continued to pounce on Mo Hua, forcing him back several meters...
As Mo Hua retreated, Mystic Daoist was now just a step away from the stele.
"Senior Uncle..." Mo Hua's face showed "despair."
Mystic Daoist, who had been repeatedly obstructed by Mo Hua, saw the "despair" on Mo Hua's face and completely let down his guard, no longer suspecting anything as he casually glanced at the stele...
The stele was both clear and obscure, both real and illusory, seemingly capable of containing everything, yet also utterly empty.
Mystic Daoist was first taken aback, but as he focused his gaze, his expression turned astonished.
Because on the surface of the stele, which was shrouded in primordial chaos, there was actually a streak of scarlet, a terrifying formation pattern!
This streak of formation pattern exuded an aura of annihilation that could extinguish all things!
The faint crimson tribulation lightning was startling, flowing faintly across its surface and containing the supreme law of annihilation of the Dao...
This was a streak of...
Annihilating... Celestial Tribulation Pattern?!
(End of Chapter)
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