Chapter 1061: Killing Array Master

For a cultivator to form a dan, they must first forge their natal magic treasure.

Ink Painting's situation is special; his foundation of flesh and blood and spiritual power is shallow. An ordinary natal magic treasure would fundamentally not be suitable for him. If he were to use one reluctantly, he would only be able to reluctantly form a very ordinary dan. His subsequent cultivation would be more mediocre than others in the crowd. Compared to other heavenly prides, he would fall even further behind, with almost no possibility of remedy.

Therefore, he could only abandon the general form of a magic treasure and forge a new path, instead using an array and refining it as his natal magic treasure. This also aligns with his identity as an array master. However, the choice of this natal array is similarly quite difficult.

Ink Painting initially planned to forge the natal array as the Great Wilderness Imperial Clan's Four Symbols Azure Dragon Divine Beast Array Diagram. This array diagram was originally an evil array, developed by Ten Thousand Demons Valley, and branded onto the body of Shen Tu Ao, a descendant of the Great Wilderness Imperial Clan. Later, through dragon vein purification, it was thoroughly formed, but ultimately intercepted by Mister Tu, who peeled it away along with the entire human skin.

The Azure Dragon human skin diagram is in Mister Tu's hands and cannot be obtained temporarily. Deducing dragon patterns from demon patterns is very difficult and time-consuming. He doesn't know when he'll deduce it.

Moreover, after deep thought and careful consideration, Ink Painting discovered that the Azure Dragon Array Diagram is also not too suitable for him. Although tattooing a dragon on his body would definitely be very handsome and powerful, his thin body fundamentally cannot withstand the overbearing and rampant backlash of the dragon force. His origin is ordinary, and he doesn't have the so-called Great Wilderness Imperial Clan bloodline. This Azure Dragon Array, inherited by the Great Wilderness Imperial Clan, is fundamentally not something he is suitable to tattoo on his body.

Besides the Azure Dragon Array Diagram, the only other clue at present is the ancient barbarian array diagram mentioned by the Second Elder. The Great Wilderness clan has a long inheritance. And the Second Elder, being an ancient witch priest of the Great Wilderness clan, knows quite a few secrets. His words should have some basis.

It's just that Ink Painting doesn't know what array the ancient barbarian array diagram mentioned by the Second Elder is. It has been sealed in dust for a long time, even once sealed by the Great Wilderness Imperial Clan, and even Mister Tu doesn't know the inside story. Ink Painting is both curious and longing in his heart, but then he frowns.

He doesn't know where Yu Er is, nor does he know where Mister Tu has hidden the human-faced, sheep-horned, white-boned evil god statue. In this vast Evil God Temple, relying on himself alone is like trying to fish a needle from the sea. To find a person or a statue, the hope is too vague.

Furthermore, this dungeon is absolute ground. If Mister Tu doesn't open the door, he fundamentally cannot escape. Even if he escapes, the Featherization Old Demon is still outside, eyeing him covetously. Numerous Golden Dan demon heads also covet him in their hearts. Demons dance wildly, enemies are everywhere.

Besides these, there is one more troublesome thing. Ink Painting touched the tooth talisman bone hoop on the top of his head. His previous panic and loss were not entirely fake. This white bone head hoop from Mister Tu truly sealed his divine sense, preventing his divine thought from being released outwards. Mister Tu guessed correctly; sealing his divine sense is also equivalent to sealing all his means.

It's just—

"Great Wilderness supreme treasure of sealing— as for what—" Ink Painting softly muttered.

He is merely a Foundation Building cultivator. Does he need a Great Wilderness supreme treasure to seal himself? This Mister Tu might really be willing. Ink Painting sighed slightly.

Up to now, part of his prediction was correct. Even if he is alone, Mister Tu doesn't dare to kill him. But at the same time, another part of the objective situation has deviated from his expectations. That is, Mister Tu values him too much, and his "guarding against" him is much stricter than he thought.

Now, his flesh body is trapped in prison. His divine thought is sealed in his sea of consciousness. Outside, demons and monsters dance wildly, and there is also the Wasteland Heaven Blood Sacrifice Great Array covering the sky and the earth. Under this situation, he can't do anything and has almost truly fallen into an "absolute situation."

Ink Painting frowned and thought deeply for half a day, but still had no good method. At present, he can only wait, wait for the situation to change and for a turning point to appear. The Evil God desires to descend upon the world by borrowing the Wasteland Heaven Blood Sacrifice Great Array. Such arrogant and rampant actions, greatly defying heaven, will definitely lead to the fury of various forces in Qian Xue, even the Central Dao Court, and will suffer strong suppression.

Under the confrontation between orthodox and demonic paths, such an intense situation will necessarily cause huge changes. And in this change, there is his opportunity. Therefore, he must definitely have the patience to wait.

But, before this, he must definitely find a way to solve the "white bone head hoop" seal on his head. Otherwise, with his divine sense sealed, all his means will be "wasted." Even if an opportunity comes, he can only stare blankly.

Ink Painting calmed his heart, retracted his divine sense, and began to self-penetrate, researching the "white bone head hoop" on his head. Mister Tu did not clearly state the origin of this white bone hoop, only saying that it was a supreme treasure personally refined by a high-ranking person of his Great Wilderness clan thousands of years ago.

But according to Ink Painting's guess, its core should be a set of very high-level divine path seal arrays. That it can seal his absorbed divine marrow and pure goldenized divine thought shows that the level of this divine path array must be extremely high. Even gods would probably be sealed.

But the problem lies in the fact that Ink Painting is not a god in the ordinary sense. Perhaps he cannot even be defined as a "god." Gods are heaven-born, born with divine powers. Ink Painting's divine thought is like a god because he cultivated it himself. And this "god" of his is even an "anomaly" that can constantly comprehend heavenly dao, learn arrays, and construct arrays with divine thought.

This point, besides the evil god incarnation that was "swallowed" by him, almost no one knows.

Just as Ink Painting was constantly trying to inner vision himself, communicate with his sea of consciousness, and perceive the white bone head hoop seal, in the Qian Xue state boundary, undercurrents surged, and the bloody wind and rain became more and more fierce, constantly spreading outwards. More and more state boundaries and cultivators were drawn in.

The Wasteland Heaven Blood Sacrifice Great Array is a quasi-third grade great array and cannot reach the fifth grade Qian Xue state boundary. But the territories surrounding Qian Xue, all below third grade, were almost all covered with a layer of blood color, being little by little swallowed by the Wasteland Heaven Blood Sacrifice Great Array. The blood color on the horizon became more and more vivid.

In the blood color, terrifying evil thoughts were stirring. And under the surge of evil thoughts and the cover of the blood color, cultivators from both the orthodox and demonic sides constantly burst into killing in each state boundary, anytime and anywhere.

Loose cultivators, or ordinary cultivators, constantly died at the hands of the demonic path and were then refined into walking corpses or iron corpses by the Yin Household Valley cultivators. Demon Sword Gate cultivators slaughtered cultivators to sacrifice their demonic swords. Ten Thousand Demons Mountain demon cultivators began to devour human flesh, with mutilated limbs everywhere. Blood Refining Gate cultivators then began to suck blood and transform "blood slaves." Hehuan Sect then captured young men and women, engaging in wild union in the mountains and forests, using harvesting and supplementing techniques to squeeze people dry. Various bloody cruelties are too numerous to list.

Similarly, more and more demonic path cultivators also died at the hands of families and sects in the Qian Xue world, and Dao Court officers. If we talk about frontal strength, the orthodox forces in the Qian Xue state boundary are much stronger than the demonic cultivators. What's more, numerous Cave Void Old Ancestors and Featherization True Persons sit within the fifth grade Qian Xue state boundary.

If not because the evil path great array only spread in second and third grade state boundaries and was restricted by heavenly dao, this group of cultivators with terrifying cultivation and great powers could unfold their Cave Void Dharma, fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and in an instant wipe out the evil god's claws and all the ten thousand demonic cultivators. But under the current situation, they are fundamentally unable to fully exert their strength. Foundation Building and Golden Dan cultivators are the main force in this Wasteland Heaven Blood Sacrifice slaughter war.

Therefore, the war situation is so anxious. Both orthodox and demonic sides, with the blood sacrifice great array as the boundary, are constantly dividing and pulling. Outside the blood sacrifice great array, the orthodox forces are strong. Plus, as the war situation intensifies and the situation becomes white-hot, the defense lines of each state boundary are all contracting. Most loose cultivators are all gathering in immortal cities, avoiding the slaughter of various demonic cultivators. It is becoming more and more difficult for demonic cultivators to carry out large-scale slaughter, attack cities, and seize lands.

While inside the blood sacrifice great array, orthodox cultivators are similarly not opponents of the demonic cultivators. Even if they can temporarily gain the upper hand and even once attack into the great array and slaughter some demonic cultivators, they soon have to quickly withdraw. This is because inside the blood sacrifice great array, there are blood earth veins flowing. In the earth veins, countless blood-flesh demons are nurtured, and large amounts of invisible evil spirits wander. Once drowned by blood-flesh demons or polluted by formless evil, even Golden Dan late stage great cultivators are in danger of falling and perishing.

Therefore, in various ways, this Wasteland Heaven Blood Sacrifice Great Array has become a powerful barrier. The situation has also fallen into a kind of tragic but delicate balance. This "balance" is not a good thing for either side. The longer the Wasteland Heaven Blood Sacrifice Great Array lasts, the stronger its power, the deeper the killing karma, the heavier the evil qi, and the greater the harm. It is also a kind of humiliation to the various orthodox forces in Qian Xue and an offense to the majesty of the Dao Court.

While for Mister Tu and others, "balance" simply means delay, meaning that the time for the divine lord's birth is being delayed little by little, which will incur the divine lord's dissatisfaction. Similarly, delay can easily give rise to changes. But the great array was opened hastily, and their manpower was insufficient. Unable to create large kills, the "materials" such as human skin, human blood, and human bones used by the evil array were also scarce under the situation. Even Mister Tu has no better method to promote the progress of the blood sacrifice great array.

Just in this situation, Gu Changhuai began to act. At the periphery of the blood sacrifice great array, in front of a hidden mountain peak upstream of the Yan Shui River, more than ten Golden Dan Dao Court officers gathered together. Gu Changhuai spread a terrain map on the ground. The map had array patterns and several red points marked with a vermilion pen:

"I went to Tai Xu Gate and met with Old Mister Xun. I showed Old Mister Xun the array form diagram of Yan Luo Mountain that Ink Painting transmitted out."

"Old Mister Xun, according to the array form of the Yan Luo Mountain great array, roughly speculated the array diagrams of several other blood sacrifice great arrays and the locations of the array hubs of these blood sacrifice great arrays, and marked them with red points."

"The great array hub controls the progress of the array."

"Similarly, at the location of the array hub, there must be evil array masters sitting there."

"Our target is to break into the great array according to the array diagram, find the array hub nodes, and slaughter the evil array masters——"

Gu Changhuai's gaze was ice-cold and ruthless as he repeated:

"As long as they are evil array masters, there is no need to waste words. Don't leave a single one, slaughter them all!"

He clearly remembered the sentence Ink Painting said to him: After going out, just kill the evil array masters you meet. The more evil array masters die, the safer he will be. In the matter of the blood sacrifice great array, he couldn't help Ink Painting. Since that is the case, he can only try his best to kill all the evil array masters. This is for both Ink Painting and Yu Er. This is also the only thing he can do.

After Gu Changhuai finished speaking, the other more than ten Golden Dan officers all nodded. This included Officer Xia, who had a deep friendship with Ink Painting, and also Officer Fan Jin of Lonely Mountain City, who had received Ink Painting's favor. This time's Wasteland Heaven Blood Sacrifice involved a wide range, and Lonely Mountain City could not escape either. Fan Jin was naturally conscripted to suppress the demonic calamity. This was both a risk and an opportunity for him.

He was not from a good background. To climb upward, he was not afraid of risk, not afraid of hardship, only afraid of no opportunity. While the opportunity had already been given to him by Ink Painting, he had already shown his face and left his name in front of Supervisor Xia of the Dao Court. This time, as long as he fights bravely and diligently in the blood sacrifice disaster, not fearing danger or hardship, and has a performance, his subsequent promotion will naturally be logical. What's more, this is also to help Ink Painting, so Fan Jin is even more invigorated and dares not have the slightest negligence.

All arrangements were proper, and the crowd had solemn faces. Gu Changhuai nodded, then the crowd opened their hidden spirit tools one after another, and according to the flaws in the great array pointed out by Old Mister Xun, they smoothly infiltrated the great array, avoided the demon earth veins, attacked and killed all the way, and found the location of the array hub.

The array hub was arranged in a bloody stone room. There were indeed twenty or thirty evil array masters in the room, busy arranging evil arrays with human blood as ink and white bones as a medium, promoting the progress of the blood sacrifice great array construction little by little. Gu Changhuai drew out his long sword without saying a word. His sword was like wind, clean and neat, chopping off the head of an evil array master. Officer Xia's sword pierced out, sealing the throat with ice blood. Fan Jin also picked up his big hammer, his momentum like a fierce tiger. The other Golden Dan officers also made their moves one after another.

These twenty or thirty evil array masters were either had their throats cut by an ice sword, or their chests smashed by double hammers, or were bombarded and killed by spells, or their necks were wrung break—in an instant, they were all dead or injured. Gu Changhuai set a fire to burn their bodies and then withdrew. Inside the great array, evil thoughts filled, blood qi spread, and there were endless blood-flesh demons. They also dared not stay for long.

Along the way, Golden Dan demonic cultivators blocked them, but they couldn't stop them and several died. After the Dao Court officers withdrew, they rested slightly outside the Yan Shui River. Gu Changhuai burned the sandalwood given by Old Mister Xun to clear his heart and condense his spirit, washing away the evil qi. After that, he brought the crowd again and rushed to the next place to continue slaughtering the evil array masters.

Gu Changhuai's actions were secret, and his methods were ruthless. He killed one wave and changed to another place, sending the evil array masters to their deaths one after another. Mister Tu was finally killed to the point of unbearable.

Inside the Wasteland Heaven Blood Sacrifice Great Array, in the Evil God Temple, in a secret room, Mister Tu's originally dead white face now showed fierceness.

"It is indeed that damn Gu Changhuai who is killing my array masters——"

Shangguan Wang said in a cold voice: "How exactly do the Dao Court officers know the location of these evil array masters? Who leaked the secret?"

Mister Tu's gaze was stern, "Gu Changhuai—he probably obtained the material of the blood sacrifice great array array diagram when he attacked and broke Yan Luo Mountain, from which he deduced something——"

Shangguan Wang's eyebrows were tightly furrowed. Gu Changhuai might not understand arrays, but there may not be few array great powers in the Qian Xue state boundary, especially Old Mister Xun of Tai Xu Gate, who is a fifth grade array grandmaster with unfathomable attainments.

The blood sacrifice great array was sealed, and the array diagram did not flow out. Old Mister Xun might still not be able to see anything. But once the array diagram is leaked and there are clues to follow, with Old Mister Xun's array attainments, it is not difficult to deduce part of the great array pattern. Especially the patterns in the edge areas of the great array are relatively crude. Once this part of the pattern is seen through, the positions of the array masters will naturally also be exposed under the slaughtering knife of the Dao Court officers.

Shangguan Wang's face also became more and more ugly. In this long-planned scheme, array masters are extremely important. If too many evil array masters die, the great array cannot be completely opened, and the Great Wilderness divine lord cannot be resurrected, then his ambition for "immortality" cannot be realized. Moreover, he might have to abandon his position as a real power elder in the Shangguan family. Once the matter is exposed, he will not only have nothing but also suffer the pursuit and encirclement of various families, and from then on become a demonic head monster who cannot see the light.

"Mister Tu—" Shangguan Wang gritted his teeth, his eyes full of blood color, "must— make plans early."

Mister Tu similarly frowned. He naturally did not want his thousand years of painstaking effort to be ruined in one go. He did not want any accidents to happen to the divine lord's revival. Otherwise, he would fundamentally be unable to account to the Great Wilderness lord, and there would also be a seat for him in the endless hell of the Great Wilderness.

But the current problem is extremely severe. Because of the changes in the sword discussion assembly, the blood sacrifice great array had to be opened hastily. Although it was successfully started, this great array is ultimately incomplete and not yet fully built. Especially the edge areas cannot be connected into one piece through the array hubs, achieving his previous grand plan and thereby posing a fatal threat to the Qian Xue state boundary. Therefore, he can only let his subordinate evil array masters work day and night without stopping.

The pattern of the Wasteland Heaven Blood Sacrifice Great Array is too big and spread too wide. Originally, the manpower was already stretched thin, but at this time, that damn Gu Changhuai interfered and killed the evil array masters that he had painstakingly cultivated. Especially in Yan Luo Mountain, the seventy or eighty evil array masters who were slaughtered there made Mister Tu's heart bleed even more.

Now, Gu Changhuai is still killing. Evil array masters are still dying. The situation is still adding frost to snow. If this continues, once the great array is completely stopped, everything will be over.

He must think of every way to quickly build the Wasteland Heaven Blood Sacrifice Great Array and let the divine lord descend as soon as possible. Mister Tu frowned and thought for a moment, his pupils trembled, and he said in a low voice:

"At this moment, only one person can help us———"

Shangguan Wang was shocked to hear this and asked, "Who?"

Mister Tu's gaze shrunk slightly, and he said slowly, word by word:

"Ink Painting"

Shangguan Wang's expression froze. He did not expect that Mister Tu would value Ink Painting so much. It's just—

Shangguan Wang frowned and thought deeply, then sneered coldly: "Your meaning is that you hope a Foundation Building disciple can replace you in building the great array?"

Mister Tu shook his head, "He may not be an ordinary Foundation Building disciple. He is the unrivaled array law chief of the array dao in the Qian Xue state boundary."

Shangguan Wang's expression changed slightly. The scenes of the sword discussion assembly floated in his mind again. Shangguan Wang frowned for a moment, and his gaze also showed a deep color of fear.

In the dungeon of the Great Wilderness Prison, Ink Painting was still researching the white bone head hoop on his head, when he suddenly felt a chill attack him, and his whole body was cold. He then looked towards the prison door and indeed saw the skinny Mister Tu, hanging like a ghost general, standing outside.

"Little brother—"

Mister Tu's tone was still ice-cold, but his words were quite polite, "Old man has one matter, please help me."

"What matter?" Ink Painting asked.

Mister Tu got straight to the point and said: "Draw array law."

"Draw array law?" Ink Painting said doubtfully, "What array law?"

Mister Tu's pupils condensed slightly, and he said solemnly, slowly:

"Wasteland Heaven Blood Sacrifice Great Array—. "

Ink Painting only felt his heart tremble suddenly, even his breathing missed a beat. He bit his teeth and with great difficulty suppressed the excitement in his heart. He refused with righteous words:

"No, I won't draw it!"