Chapter 1782: Chapter 894: Sword Dao Transformation_3 The more sword arrays one comprehends, the more mysterious the transformations of the Sword Skill... "Patriarch Dugu truly deserves to be the Sword Dao Ancestor of Taixu Gate; his swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle. Just offering me a slight guidance made my Divine Thought into sword become so formidable..." Mo Hua was both sighing and admiring. In his heart, his reverence for Patriarch Dugu was as continuous as the boundless river, unending. But what he didn’t know was that there was a slight discrepancy with what Patriarch Dugu had envisioned. Patriarch Dugu himself hadn’t expected that Mo Hua could practice this way, let alone reach such a level... Several days later, when Mo Hua was in the Sword Tomb, demonstrating to Patriarch Dugu the various "Sword Transformations" he had just learned. Patriarch Dugu’s pupils contracted, his whole person was stunned. "One sword array is one sword transformation..." Through Mo Hua’s star-like eyes, Patriarch Dugu perceived the Five Elements circulating in his Divine Thought, the ever-changing Sword Intent, and felt a vague sense of trepidation. He thought of letting Mo Hua merge Formations with Sword Dao, pioneering a new path, hoping he would learn quickly and the resulting Sword of Divine Thought would have significant power. But he hadn’t expected Mo Hua to learn in such a way. And now, it wasn’t merely a matter of whether this Sword of Divine Thought was strong; it was an unprecedented, bewildering Sword Transformation. Divine Thought into sword is the lifetime embodiment of a sword cultivator’s Sword Dao. A sword cultivator, in his lifetime, integrates only one Sword Dao. Mo Hua is not a sword cultivator; he doesn’t have a Sword Dao but has created a Sword Dao from the Sword Array and transformed a Sword of Divine Thought. But precisely because of this, he tends to have "endless" Sword Dao. Using it as an advantage, and utilizing void... If one day, this boy Mo Hua comprehends enough sword arrays, understands Sword Dao deeply enough, and thoroughly fuses Formations and Sword Dao, then his Divine Thought into sword will be unbelievably powerful. Just like formations, encompassing countless techniques, embodying infinite Great Daos, with limitless transformations... This... how can others compete? Patriarch Dugu, who comes from traditional sword cultivation, frowned deeply. He pondered again carefully... This process seems simple, but the intricacies within are as deep as the sea. It requires top-notch law comprehension, profound formation foundations, strong Divine Sense, and exceptional Divine Sense Control Power, Divine Sense Calculation Power, Divine Sense Perception... And extremely skillful means of manifesting formations through Divine Sense. Only then can one manifest a sword array through Divine Thought, and use the sword array as bone to manifest diverse law-based Swords of Divine Thought. Patriarch Dugu’s eyebrows trembled. He never thought that the fusion of formations and sword techniques, in Mo Hua’s case, could evolve into such a terrifying existence... It was just like he performed a small experiment, made a minor change. Within days, this disciple with mediocre sword talent suddenly transformed into a "monstrous" sword Dao entity. This entity happens to be "growth-type". To transform sword arrays into swords, the bottleneck is not the sword but the "array". The more fearsome the formation is, the more terrifying the Divine Thought into sword becomes. Speaking of formations, this boy in front of me is the Array Leader towering above all formation geniuses in the Qian Learning State Boundary... If he truly becomes an Array Formation Master in the future, mastering all techniques, how would his Divine Thought into sword evolve... One array returning to unity? Ten thousand swords... return to the sect? Patriarch Dugu felt his body, stopping itself from trembling. Only then did he truly realize his junior fellow’s words were correct. Indeed, the ancestor manifested, and his Taixu Gate picked up a treasure, also picking up a "monster"... Patriarch Dugu’s emotions began to stir violently. To the extent that his mind started to fluctuate, his Divine Sense became somewhat chaotic. Patriarch Dugu shifted his Divine Sense, quickly covering his face with his hand. No one saw that his face, veiled by his hand, turned pale as paper, and his features began fading... Mo Hua was frightened, quickly asking: "Patriarch, what happened to you?" Patriarch Dugu’s voice was hoarse, as if cut by a knife, "Old injuries acting up, let’s call it a day, I’ll send you back first..." Mo Hua looked worried, "Patriarch..." "It’s fine, sitting for a while will do." Patriarch Dugu replied. "Um..." Mo Hua nodded. Then without letting Mo Hua say anything further, Patriarch Dugu reached out to tear through the void, sending Mo Hua away. A moment of illumination in the pitch-black void. Mo Hua’s vision flickered, and he returned to the Disciple’s Residence. Yet his mind was unsettled, with much anxiety in his heart. "Ancestor... what really happened to him?" Mo Hua furrowed his brow. "Old wounds resurfaced?" Mo Hua pondered for a moment, then shook his head helplessly. Regarding the Ancestor’s matters, even if he wanted to help, he couldn’t. Heaven Void and Foundation Establishment, worlds apart. The difference in cultivation between him and the Ancestor was too vast. Moreover, he didn’t know what exactly was happening with Patriarch Dugu. "Old wounds"—what were they... The more he cultivated, the more he felt his own insignificance. Mo Hua sighed. "Better to focus on what I can do, earnestly practicing swordsmanship..." Mo Hua buried this matter deep in his heart, then practiced his sword transformation within the sea of consciousness several times. Several days later, within the sea of consciousness. Watching the Sever Gold Sword, Mountain Opening Sword, Gui Water Sword, and Li Fire Sword flowing in his hands, Mo Hua couldn’t help but entertain a thought: "Should find something to chop... otherwise, all this sword training would be in vain." Chop what? Mo Hua immediately thought of the Evil Embryo. No choice, the Evil Embryo possessed the soul, like a fishbone stuck in the throat, unsatisfied without cutting. Furthermore, Mo Hua now felt his Divine Thought into sword was much stronger than before, likely posing a certain threat to the Evil Embryo. Mo Hua clasped his hand, sword patterns spread like spider silk, and then condensed into a sharp Sever Gold Sword of fierce golden aura. He gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, and lashed out directly at his Life Soul. As the sword descended, brilliant golden light cleaved the soul. A shrill scream echoed. The voice of the Evil Embryo reverberated in his sea of consciousness again. "Damn brat, what the heck are you up to again?!" Mo Hua’s eyes brightened. This Evil Embryo actually spoke after such a long time? Ever since it was last slashed by the ancient sword intent within the bamboo sword and later schemed against, the Evil Embryo had behaved quite obediently, retreating like a tortoise without showing itself or making any noise. But now, after being struck by this sword, it finally cried out. This indicated it felt pain. Which also indicated his sword had grown stronger! Mo Hua rejoiced greatly, then hacked at it a few more times. The Evil Embryo shrieked, "Damn brat, stop now!" How could Mo Hua heed its words? He thrust another sword in return. The Evil Embryo, helpless, could only resentfully say, "You ignorant fool, you’ll regret this..." Its voice became sinister before retreating back into the divine soul, as before, making no further sound. The Evil Embryo didn’t scream. Mo Hua struck several times, without feedback, gradually losing interest. Afterwards, he pondered further and gradually felt something was amiss. His current "Transforming Sword Skill" indeed fused formations and swordsmanship, becoming stronger, and hurting the Evil Embryo more, but somehow, its damage seemed limited... Otherwise, this Evil Embryo would’ve long gone desperate. Mo Hua sensed inwardly, realizing that though striking his divine soul was painful, the injuries on the soul weren’t as severe as that ominous sword intent within the bamboo sword. In essence, his Transforming Sword Skill, though powerful, was only strong in a general sense. Strong in the "Divine Sense" sense, not "Divine Soul" sense. Damage to the "origin" remained negligible, unable to completely eradicate the Evil Embryo. This won’t do... At least for him, it’s far from enough. Mo Hua frowned. "I must find a way to become stronger, strong enough to slay this Evil Embryo..."