Immortality Through Array Formations

Mo Hua finally understood that his previous understanding of the Spiritual Pivot Formation had been somewhat crude and superficial.

Only by applying his knowledge and materializing the Formation Patterns to control the Iron Corpse could he delve deeper and gain a more thorough understanding.

This was a great opportunity to deepen his comprehension of the Spiritual Pivot Formation!

Mo Hua's spirits were greatly lifted, and he focused his attention thereafter, materializing Formation Patterns, observing the movement of Spiritual Threads, contemplating the structure of Spiritual Power, and training in the methods to control the pivot points of Spiritual Power...

His mastery and understanding of the Spiritual Pivot Formation deepened bit by bit...

Meanwhile, the heart vessels of the two zombies, Zhang Quan and Elder Song, were also marked by Mo Hua with the Spiritual Pivot Formation. Spiritual Threads spread throughout their limbs, taking complete control of them.

With a thought from Mo Hua's Divine Sense, he controlled the two to stand up.

As per Mo Hua's intent, the two stood up straight.

However, both kept their eyes closed, bereft of consciousness, like true puppets.

Mo Hua controlled Zhang Quan to raise his hand and slap Elder Song. Then he made Elder Song slap Zhang Quan in return.

He had them repeatedly slap each other.

Neither of them resisted.

Mo Hua then made them spar with each other.

They did as commanded.

Their movements were clumsy and lacked power because they were both seriously injured and under Mo Hua's control.

Mo Hua was somewhat disappointed.

Too weak...

This level posed no threat to the ancient ancestor of the Zhang Family.

"Should I wake them up?"

Mo Hua decided to give it a try.

He refined the Zhang Family's two disciples and the seriously injured Elder Si with the Melting Fire Formation, then fed them to Zhang Quan and Elder Song.

Sure enough, their injuries healed, and their aura slowly increased in strength.

A moment later, both Zhang Quan and Elder Song opened their eyes.

They unexpectedly found that their injuries had healed, and they had recovered seventy to eighty percent of their strength.

Then, to their surprise, they discovered that their "bodies" were no longer their own.

No matter what they wanted to do, their bodies wouldn't move an inch.

On the side, Mo Hua looked at them with a smiling gaze.

Coldness crept into their hearts.

What mischief is this little devil concocting now?

"You are now 'my people,' and you must follow my orders!" Mo Hua instructed.

Zhang Quan felt this was absurd inside.

What is this brat saying?

How could I possibly be your "person," how could I obey your orders?

I'd rather kill you and end this quickly!

Mo Hua commanded, "Zhang Quan, slap Elder Song."

Zhang Quan sneered inwardly, "You expect me to slap him just because you say so? How could I possibly commit such an act of disrespect..."

Before he could finish his thought, he found his hand slapping across Elder Song's face...

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Elder Song was even more shocked.

Zhang Quan, a junior, actually followed this little devil's command and slapped his elder?

Mo Hua was very pleased and then said to Elder Song:

"Now slap him back."

And Elder Song indeed slapped Zhang Quan.

By then, both Zhang Quan and Elder Song realized something was amiss.

Zhang Quan angrily said, "You brat, what did you do to us?"

Elder Song also exclaimed in fright and fury, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Mo Hua answered speechlessly, "How could I possibly tell you? Do you think I'm stupid?"

He then muttered to himself, "I can't let them speak, or they'll expose my plan..."

Can I make them shut up?

With a thought from Mo Hua, a blue light shone faintly at the heart vessel of the two, revealing Formation Patterns which sprouted Spiritual Threads that climbed upwards and, like threads and needles, sewed the mouths of Zhang Quan and Elder Song shut.

Zhang Quan and Elder Song's eyes widened in horror, but they could not utter a sound.

Mo Hua narrowed his eyes and smiled.

That was correct.

Zombies should look the part, no need for chatter!

Afterward, he concealed himself, sat down cross-legged, and prepared to wait for other zombies from the Zhang Family to come, so that he could test the control effects of the Spiritual Pivot Formation.

After a while, another zombie Elder indeed came with two zombie disciples into Mo Hua's Sea of Consciousness.

As soon as the zombie Elder entered the Sea of Consciousness, without even having time to marvel at the depth and purity of Mo Hua's Divine Sense, he noticed Zhang Quan and Elder Song standing stiffly like wooden stakes.

Their appearance was very strange.

Their clothes were ragged, scorched, as if they had gone through a fierce battle.

Yet their aura was steady and even quite balanced and harmonious, not at all reflective of having fought...

"Elder Song?"

That zombie Elder asked with a frown.

Elder Song remained motionless, his eyes wide open but with no response at all.

Muttering to himself, the zombie Elder called out again, "Elder Song?"

"What has happened?"

"Where is Elder Si? And those two disciples?"

"How come you look like this?"

After asking for a long time with no response from Elder Song, the zombie Elder frowned more deeply.

Just then, Elder Song suddenly lashed out. His fingers, sharp as talons, were swift as the wind as he targeted the zombie Elder's heart vessel.

The zombie Elder was startled and quickly dodged, but a gash was still torn across his chest, spilling black blood.

Enraged, the zombie Elder bellowed, "Elder Song, what do you mean by this?"

Elder Song's attacks became more frenzied, each move lethal, as if he had no regard for his own life.

While the zombie Elder struggled to cope, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Zhang Song, what are you trying to do?"

"Are you aiming to betray us?"

"To kill your own Elder?"

"How will you explain this to the ancient ancestor?"

"Are you planning a rebellion?!"

Elder Song's expressionless face masked inner turmoil:

I don't want to be involved in fratricide either, I'm not in control of myself...

Don't blame me...

Blame that vicious, hateful, despicable, devious, shameless little devil!

It's him, preventing me from controlling myself!