Chapter 1039: The War Begins

Gui Water Gate made a move against Ling Xiao Gate. As both sides approached, Gui Water Gate, taking advantage of Ling Xiao Gate's unpreparedness and using their insidious Gui Water sword technique, took the lives of several Ling Xiao Gate disciples.

Such despicable behavior enraged Ling Xiao Gate.

Both sides engaged in a battle.

Seeing the unfavorable situation, Gui Water Gate retreated.

Afterward, Break Gold Gate and Gui Water Gate, in turn, also attacked the other eight major gates.

Many sects suffered significant losses.

The fragile balance was shattered, and this point of contention, like a spark, ignited the flames of the Shura War.

The crowd couldn't help but curse:

"Damn it, Break Gold Gate, you have no sense of martial ethics!"

"Gui Water Gate, you are all insidious!"

But the situation forced them to also attack the surrounding sects.

If everyone else was killing and you weren't, you would definitely fall behind.

This was the Sword Discussion Assembly. Falling behind meant your sect was falling behind.

A sect falling behind affected the future and development of thousands of fellow cultivators.

The situation began to become chaotic.

People were constantly being sneak-attacked, and people were dying.

Some far-sighted cultivators were anxious in their hearts.

If Mo Hua was not killed and allowed to continue "cowering," or if time was delayed, allowing him to make good preparations, the consequences were truly unimaginable.

But once the war started, it spread rapidly.

Everyone was busy with schemes and killings, seeking a little benefit for their own sect.

No one cared about the so-called "big picture."

These disciples with "true insight," seeing this situation, could only feel heartbroken and indignant, cursing loudly:

"These arrogant fools are not worth planning with!"

"Short-sighted and seeking small profits, they fell into that boy Mo Hua's treacherous plot—"

Even so, the chaotic battle did not stop.

Just like this, with Mo Hua not showing up, the Shura War completed its second cleansing.

The vast majority of the Twelve Stream sects were out of the game.

On the surface, the status of the Twelve Stream sects was equal to that of the Eight Major Gates.

But the Twelve Stream sects were stronger in "professional" cultivation, which also meant their comprehensive combat power was not as good.

Therefore, in the real-blade and real-gun battlefield of the Sword Discussion Assembly, the Twelve Stream sects did not have an advantage.

Their true battlefield was actually the discussion competitions in categories like Dan, Qi, Fu, and Zhen after the Sword Discussion.

The camps of the Eight Major Gates were also further streamlined.

Those with insufficient strength died in the mutual scheming and firefights.

Even among the Four Great Sects, a minority of disciples began to be killed and exit.

Those who remained were either deeply cultivated, cautious, or had outstanding skills. They were the relatively "backbone" disciples of each sect.

These people, without some effort, could not kill each other.

Moreover, after some "traitors" fanned the flames with their schemes, the Four Sects and Eight Gates became wary of each other, and the atmosphere was tense.

Everyone was too cautious to easily make a move.

The situation was turbulent beneath the surface, but the surface disputes eased up instead.

As time passed, the fog inside the Shura Field also gradually faded, mountains and rivers appeared, and the terrain became clear.

A flare suddenly streaked across the sky.

This was the agreed-upon signal.

Everyone's hearts trembled.

"Found him!"

"Mo Hua the thief!"

The disciples of the Four Sects and Eight Gates looked at each other. They had just been fighting to the death, but now, as if nothing had happened, they shouted:

"Mo Hua must die!"

The oath of the Mo Slaying Alliance also spread among the crowd:

"Eliminate Mo to protect the Dao, Mo Hua must die!"

Their hatred for Mo Hua once again "united" the geniuses from the originally disparate sects.

The disciples of the Four Sects and Eight Gates stopped their disputes, burying their grudges deep in their hearts for now. They activated their movement techniques, turning into streaks of spiritual light, and hurried toward the location of the flare signal.

Within the Shura Field, streaks of escaping light were dense, converging at one point.

It was quite a spectacle, with heroes from the Four Sects and Eight Gates gathering to jointly strangle Mo Hua, the chief culprit.

When the crowd arrived at the flare's location, they saw a precipitous mountain wall, towering thousands of feet high, with dense forests on both sides, looking empty and desolate.

Two teams of Wan Zhen Men disciples were nearby.

One Wan Zhen Men disciple pointed at the mountain wall and said:

"There are traces of array formations here."

"The outside is an illusion array, and the inside is a hidden array, both are extremely rare second-grade high-rank array formations."

Wan Zhen Men was a Twelve Stream sect established based on array formations.

Their array formation inheritance formed its own system.

Their disciples also had good attainments in array formations.

They detected these array formation traces after the fog faded, relying on some array formation perception and a bit of luck.

These array formations were very ingenious.

Throughout the entire Sword Discussion Assembly, only Mo Hua had this kind of skill and ability.

"Good, you've worked hard."

Qin Cangliu nodded, then raised his hand, his sword fell, and he killed the Wan Zhen Men disciple who had spoken.

The disciples of the other Eight Major Gates also successively made their moves, completely slaughtering the remaining Wan Zhen Men disciples.

Wan Zhen Men was one of the Twelve Stream sects.

The reason why the disciples of Wan Zhen Men could survive until now was because they were needed to help find traces of Mo Hua, this leader of the array Dao.

Now that Mo Hua's traces had been found.

The disciples of Wan Zhen Men were no longer useful.

As for breaking the formations.

Although the disciples of Wan Zhen Men were from an array master background, they were obviously incomparable to a monster like Mo Hua.

They could not solve Mo Hua's array formations.

If they couldn't solve the formations, they could only attack them forcefully.

Therefore, keeping these Wan Zhen Men disciples was useless.

The disciples of Wan Zhen Men were all array masters, burying themselves in researching array formations, with pure thoughts. They were still immersed in the sense of achievement of finding Mo Hua's traces when they were faced with the slaughtering knife. One by one, they were all slaughtered.

Outside the field, the elders of Wan Zhen Men cursed angrily:

"The Four Sects and Eight Gates, you are all bastards!"

"Damn it, abandoning the millstone and killing the donkey!"

"They actually treated my Wan Zhen Men as donkeys—"

"Treating array masters like this, disrespecting the array Dao, they will suffer retribution sooner or later!"

But they could only curse a few sentences, yet were powerless.

Wan Zhen Men was eliminated just like that.

The list of the Shura Sword Discussion was clear in everyone's hearts in the field.

Which sect had which disciples participating, who was killed, who exited, each sect had people keeping count in their hearts.

After all, the Sword Discussion ranking was based on the "survivors list."

If you were going to kill, you had to kill cleanly.

To ensure that no disciple was overlooked.

Not even a little carelessness.

And after two rounds of cleansing, plus slaughtering Wan Zhen Men by abandoning the millstone and killing the donkey.

Up to now, in this Shura War, those who were still in the field and qualified to continue competing were clearly all disciples of the Four Great Sects and the Eight Major Gates.

At this time, the surviving Sword Discussion disciples of the Four Sects and Seven Gates were all gathered in front of the mountain wall, confronting Mo Hua and Tai Xu Men through the array formation.

The Shura battlefield was too large, and Mo Hua's method of arranging array formations was hidden and difficult to discover.

But once discovered, the principle of the array formations was not difficult to see through.

"Peripheral illusion array, plus the fog of the Shura War, confusing vision—"

"Inside the illusion array, a hidden array is arranged to conceal breath—"

"As expected of Mo Hua, accustomed to these insidious tricks."

Someone sneered, "While we were fighting to the death outside, they, Tai Xu Men, came up with a good idea, hiding here, waiting to reap the benefits."

"No need to waste words, first eliminate Tai Xu, then kill Mo Hua—"

"Exterminate Tai Xu, kill Mo Hua—"

The crowd successively spoke, but no one actually made a move.

Although they spoke contemptuously and mocked Mo Hua, no one truly dared to take him lightly.

Especially, some people were shouting loudly, but in their hearts, they had already been shadowed by Mo Hua's traps.

Mo Hua had arranged array formations in front.

Even if it was just an illusion array and a hidden array, it still made people wary.

If they attacked forcefully, they were afraid of falling into Mo Hua's treacherous plot and suffering his ambush.

Moreover, the crowd had just been mutually sneak-attacking and scheming. Although they were temporarily "allied" due to Mo Hua at this time, their hearts were unstable.

They were afraid that when attacking Mo Hua, they would be stabbed in the back by their "allies."

The atmosphere was in a stalemate, and progress was delayed.

Finally, Ao Zheng and Shen Zangfeng of the Four Great Sects stood out.

Shen Zangfeng died before he could succeed in his fight against Mo Hua.

Ao Zheng was bluffed into becoming a "second fool" in his fight against Mo Hua.

Both of them hated Mo Hua so much they wanted to kill him quickly.

"Let's make an agreement of three chapters."

"Before exterminating Tai Xu and killing Mo Hua, do not mutually kill each other."

"If any sect violates this agreement and schemes against allies, then each sect will band together to attack it and exterminate it first."

"After exterminating Tai Xu and killing Mo Hua, this agreement will automatically become invalid."

"We will then continue the Sword Discussion and decide the victor."

This agreement seemed very authoritative.

But precisely because of this, it made people feel at ease.

"That's very good."

"Agreed—."

"Let's join forces first and kill Mo Hua!"

Among the crowd, public sentiment was excited.

Song Jian, however, felt a little regret in his heart.

Under this kind of situation, united as one, he could no longer make small moves.

As for Mo Hua, he could only hope for the best.

Song Jian drew out his Duan Jin Sword, mixed in the crowd, and similarly said with an angry face:

"Mo Hua deserves to die, kill Mo Hua first!"

The people in the field were all geniuses from each sect, their cultivation strength was not ordinary, and with a common purpose, their actions naturally became much sharper.

Ao Feng threw a punch, collapsing the stone wall.

Shen Zangfeng drew his sword, shattering the mountain stones.

Except for the four geniuses including Shen Linshu, the elites of the other sects also successively acted, directly destroying half of the stone wall.

The stone wall was destroyed, and the array bases no longer existed.

The illusion array was also broken.

The hidden array inside also began to become invalid.

In front of the crowd, the light and shadow of the mountain stones changed, then the illusion broke, the hidden revealed, exposing the entrance of a mountain valley.

The entrance was like a crack in the sky, extremely narrow.

The stone walls on both sides soared high, only allowing one person to enter.

And above the entrance, densely packed, were all second-grade high-rank array formations. At a glance, the end was simply not visible.

The crowd successively changed color upon seeing it:

"This Mo Hua really knows how to pick a place and arrange so many array formations."

"Is this exactly the Sword Discussion, or the array discussion—"

Shen Zangfeng said: "Each sect will send out a team of people, body cultivators in the front, sword cultivators in the middle, spirit cultivators in the back, to take turns breaking the formations."

"Once the array formations are broken, we will rush in together and kill."

"Good!"

Shen Zangfeng took the lead, stepping out one step, his long sword accumulating power, and began to chop at the array formations on the crack in the sky.

And then the Four Sects and Seven Gates also successively made their moves—

For a time, the sound of explosions rose greatly.

Outside the field, the watching cultivators, who had always overlooked the overall situation through the Fang Tian Painting Shadow, successively relaxed their breath.

"Finally found him."

"I originally thought that his illusion array plus hidden array could still hold on for a while longer."

"Bad luck."

"Wan Zhen Men is not a vegetarian either."

"Now this Shura War has instead become a defensive war."

"The Four Great Sects, plus seven of the Eight Major Gates joining forces to attack, this lineup is too big."

"Mo Hua's array formations can't hold out for too long either, Tai Xu Men can't defend it."

"Once the mountain valley is lost, Tai Xu Men will likely face a slaughter—"

"Really miserable—."

The cultivators of Tai Xu Men, including Zhang Lan and others, who cared about Mo Hua and cared about Tai Xu Men, all felt as if a heavy stone was pressing down on their hearts, some finding it hard to breathe.

In the Sword Watching Tower, the palm masters of the Three Mountains were also staring at the Fang Tian Painting Shadow without blinking, not drinking a single mouthful of tea.

And in the Sword Discussion field.

The array formations arranged by Mo Hua were also being broken one by one.

The disciples of the Four Sects and Seven Gates were gradually breaking through toward the inside of the crack in the sky.

Inside the crack in the sky.

The disciples of Tai Xu Men were all waiting in strict formation.

Mo Hua also had a serious expression, thinking about the situation in his heart.

The current situation was still temporarily within his plan.

The biggest shortcoming of Tai Xu Men in this Shura War was the small number of people.

Therefore, every possible way had to be found to first eliminate some "miscellaneous soldiers."

When truly engaging in a mixed battle, these "miscellaneous soldiers" posed a great threat to Tai Xu Men, which was at a numerical disadvantage.

Therefore, avoid war if possible, instigate if possible, utilize the differences in interests between each sect, and let them first "cleanse" themselves.

Of course, this kind of small trick was not a long-term solution.

Tai Xu Men could not truly hide forever.

The true decisive battle would eventually come.

Tai Xu Men would face a full encirclement by almost all the genius disciples of the Four Great Sects and the Eight Major Gates.

No sect could survive this kind of encirclement.

And Tai Xu Men would also become the first "sacrifice" among the Eight Major Gates in this Shura War.

In a solemn and tense atmosphere.

Mo Hua said nothing, but began to close his eyes and meditate, cultivating his heart and nourishing his spirit.

He had already consumed a considerable amount of divine sense when painting the array formations, therefore, he now wanted to seize the time to quickly recover a bit.

Divine sense was array formations.

And divine sense was his only lifeline.

Outside, the booming sounds continued, sword qi, spells, blood qi surged.

Under the joint efforts of the genius disciples of the Four Sects and Seven Gates, after a period of time, the peripheral array formations of the crack in the sky were finally broken open.

Successively, disciples from various sects forced their way near the entrance of the crack in the sky.

The pressure on the defensive array formations became greater, and they were getting closer and closer to collapsing.

Finally, along with a flash of sword qi, cracks appeared in the array formations at the entrance.

The defense of the crack in the sky was completely declared broken.

The disciples of each sect were overjoyed upon seeing the situation.

"Charge!"

"Kill!"

A Da Luo Men disciple took the lead and charged through the crack in the sky, stepping into the mountain valley where Tai Xu Men resided.

But he had just entered the mountain valley, his feet not yet steady.

Five giant swords came head-on, their surging power directly clearing the blood volume of his Sword Discussion Jade.

With a flash of blue light, this Da Luo Men disciple was gone.

The disciples of the sects behind him were momentarily stunned, and then they saw five venerable big men flashing out from the valley mouth.

These five venerable big men were tall and robust, with vigorous blood qi. They were all wearing heavy armor, holding giant swords in their hands, with fierce gazes and stern faces, as if they were five venerable mountain gods carved from the same mold.

At this time, the bodies of these five people, like small mountains, directly blocked the entrance.

And the giant swords in their hands, like "knives," were cold and cruel. Whoever dared to come in would have to suffer a random sword strangulation.

Between the swings of the giant swords, in just a moment, another disciple from Duan Jin Men, one from Ling Xiao Men, and one from Da Luo Men were directly chopped to death.

The five people guarding the pass gave off an aura of invincibility.