Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 1032

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Elder Yi felt puzzled, “What’s the matter?”

“Um.” Mo Hua nodded and whispered, “Elder, can I go to the Foundation Establishment Late Stage Dao Room to practice spells?”

“Foundation Establishment Late Stage?”

Elder Yi jolted slightly, glaring at Mo Hua with great caution, “What are you planning to do?”

“It’s nothing special…” Mo Hua smiled and said, “I just think the Foundation Establishment Late Stage Dao Room is a bit safer…”

The Foundation Establishment Initial Stage Dao Room was safe too.

*The unsafe one is you…* Elder Yi thought silently to himself.

“It’s the holiday season; keep yourself in check, don’t mess around with dangerous stuff…” Elder Yi muttered.

“Mm-mm, rest assured, it’s absolutely safe!” Mo Hua promised.

“Fine, go ahead,” Elder Yi waved dismissively.

Mo Hua grinned and said, “Thank you, Elder Yi!”

Following Elder Yi’s directions, Mo Hua entered an unfamiliar Dao Room.

The spell training mannequins inside were more advanced, made from rarer materials, with stronger defenses, and equipped with more magic defensive formations.

Likewise, the walls of the entire room were reinforced with high-level Second Grade formations.

Once Mo Hua entered the Dao Room, Elder Yi kept his eyes fixed on the Dao Room, not daring to look away.

He was afraid that if he blinked, there would be another dramatic “Boom!”

The result would be Mo Hua and the spell mannequin ending up “mutually wounded.”

If the mannequin got damaged, that wouldn’t matter.

If Mo Hua got injured, then not only would this holiday season be ruined, but Elder Yi reckoned even next year wouldn’t be “peaceful.”

Fortunately, after quite some time, there were no anomalies from the Dao Room.

Mo Hua appeared to be practicing spells properly.

Only then did Elder Yi finally relax, realizing that maybe he was being overly paranoid?

*Someone at the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage accidentally causing a skill pattern collapse and destroying one Dao Room was already outrageous.*

*But no matter how outrageous it was, it shouldn’t be possible to blow up a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Dao Room…*

Elder Yi felt at ease again, leaning back in his chair, leisurely sipping tea, enjoying the rare tranquility.

Inside the Dao Room.

Mo Hua indeed refrained from attempting any more “dangerous” experiments.

*If he didn’t pay attention and injured himself, not even Elder Yi could enjoy his holiday.*

Mo Hua was quite empathetic to Elder Yi’s difficulties.

He simply followed the already-multiple-times-refined and stabilized “Forbidden Technique” structure to conjure fireballs.

Dual techniques worked in tandem, merging fireballs of the same origin.

Using Divine Sense to exert strong pressure, he caused the fireballs to collide and compress at high speeds, triggering a skill pattern collapse. This led to internal Spiritual Power Fusion, forming a brand-new “small fireball” saturated with powerful spiritual energy.

On the fireball, the Fire Spiritual Power flowed and coiled like lava, intensely condensed, presenting a uniform pale purple hue.

This fireball’s power was smaller than the uncontrollable Fireball Forbidden Skill he initially performed.

Its power was also less than the one that pierced the chest of the Fire Buddha.

Yet at the same time, its danger level was reduced to the minimum.

The spell itself became far more manageable.

The speed of spellcasting also increased greatly.

*Based on Mo Hua’s prior experiences in magic battles, fully controllable spells delivered more precision and finesse in actual combat.*

*If a spell carried the risk of losing control, it would be a double-edged sword.*

*In trying to kill someone, you could end up killing yourself too.*

So to ensure stability, he deliberately reduced the spell’s power and minimized the spiritual energy consumption.

In return, he gained more precise, quicker, and composed control over the spell.

Mo Hua pondered in his mind.

*First is stability and safety!*

*Once he mastered this Forbidden Technique to perfection, then he could consider gradually lifting its constraints step by step.*

*Through deeper levels of skill pattern collapse, he could harness Spiritual Power Fusion.*

*And excavate the ultimate potential of this Forbidden Technique…*

*But before that, there remained one pressing issue:*

He needed to come up with a new name for this Fireball Forbidden Skill.

“Meteor Fire Skill” was definitely out of the question.

That name belonged to the Fire Buddha’s Forbidden Technique, and just mentioning it would attract suspicion from anyone sharp enough to notice.

“Fireball Technique” wouldn’t work either…

It sounded too generic.

“Forbidden Fireball” would be even worse…

This would be equivalent to slapping the “Forbidden” label across his forehead, practically begging everyone to know…

Mo Hua stared at the small fireball in his hand, resembling molten lava, furrowing his brows deep in thought for a long while until his eyes suddenly lit up.

Fireball fusion, containing meteor fire within.

Then this Forbidden Technique’s name shall be:

Mini Meteorite Skill!

Mo Hua nodded to himself, his eyes shining brightly.

…

The holiday passed quickly.

A month slipped by in the blink of an eye.

Taixu Gate resumed classes.

Disciples who had just finished celebrating returned to the sect, their faces laden with fatigue and gloom—they looked completely reluctant.

The Taixu Gate, which had been quiet for a month, grew lively again.

This marked Mo Hua’s second year studying at Taixu Gate.

After a year of cultivation, most disciples had gradually adapted to the sect lifestyle.

Next, they would formally begin integrating into the sect’s structured system.

Several days into the semester, under the approval of the Taixu Sect Master, this new cohort of disciples finally had their Taixu Token “Merit Points” permissions unlocked.

They would now start undertaking assignments.