It was like an incredibly jumbled mass of threads. If any other Formation master were to co here, they would faint at the re sight of it. This was not a task for a human—it was far too complex. Even if soone managed to decipher it, their lifeblood would be drained, and they would be at death’s door.
Fortunately, Wang Xiu possessed the Supre Sensing Chapter. In his eyes, these seemingly chaotic and minute changes all held underlying principles.
Those principles were initially unfamiliar to Wang Xiu. But after acquainting himself with so of them, he was amazed. He discovered that those seemingly unfamiliar points had actually been hidden all along within the Way of Formations he had learned.
The ancient Cultivators observed the great Dao of the world, transforming complexity into simplicity to create the Way of Formations.
Later generations studied these simplified Formations. Over ti, they ca to know the "how" but not the "why," assuming that Formations were inherently ant to be this way. In reality, these simplified Formations were rely adaptations made by the ancient sages to facilitate learning for future generations.
While seemingly easy to grasp, following this path without pursuing personal innovation and change would only lead to a dead end, with no way forward. However, those with an enlightened mind could continually deduce and ponder the Formations passed down from the ancients, eventually grasping their true essence.
Ultimately, all the great Daos of the world lead to the sa destination.
Wang Xiu believed that there must have been nurous ancient Cultivators who had embarked on this path in bygone eras. However, in more recent tis, it had beco a rarity.
The more he analyzed, the more interested he beca. He imrsed himself completely, his mindset shifting from solving a difficult problem to one of learning and research.
After an unknown amount of ti, the area began to tremble violently.
Countless Spiritual Mists erged, surging outward in all directions like a receding tide. A purple, dragon-shaped pillar of qi soared into the sky. Auspicious vapors rose amidst thousands of rosy clouds.
A terrifying aura scattered in all directions. For thousands of miles, countless Fierce Beasts fled in terror, throwing the Ancient Forest into chaos.
"Senior Brother!"
"Junior Brother Wang Xiu!"
The mbers of Sanqing arrived through the air, their expressions tense. They flew to Wang Xiu’s side, each clutching their trump cards as they stared, dumbfounded, at the scene before them.
The ground had cracked open, and from it surged an endless stream of purple, auspicious qi.
"This aura, it’s so pure!"
"Heavens, my body is strengthening at a visible rate!"
"An old injury I’ve had for many years is actually healing!"
"What kind of blessed land is this? Cultivating here is many tis more effective than in the Ancient Forest!"
Everyone was stunned. The Creation here was astonishing. Just by standing here and breathing in the essence, their bodies underwent earth-shattering changes.
Many disciples with weaker physiques had to sit down cross-legged and refine this essence, otherwise they would beco uncomfortably overstuffed. As for Physical Sect Disciples like Xiang Tiange, their bodies glowed with a divine radiance, as if they were on the verge of apotheosis.
They stared intently at the crack, their eyes filled with longing and desire.
At the opening of the crack grew a Precious dicine. Its roots and stems coiled like dragons and its leaves were broad. The entire plant emitted a purple, glassy light, shimring brilliantly as it sent out wild and domineering waves of energy. The faint sound of a dragon’s roar echoed in their ears, making them dizzy and causing them to stagger.
A barrier of purple qi had condensed around the Precious dicine, making it impossible to approach.
"It’s Holy dicine! This is definitely Holy dicine!"
"The Dragon Transformation Grass! Legend says that consuming one can transform a person into an ancient True Dragon!"
"I don’t know if it can really turn soone into a dragon, but... for a body cultivator, this is a supre treasure that appears once in a millennium! It’s worth trading one’s entire fortune and even one’s life for!"
"However, Holy dicine is sentient. Ordinary people are not fortunate enough to enjoy this opportunity. Only those with world-shaking talent can conquer and harvest it!"
Everyone exclaid, their eyes red with excitent.
This was a true Holy dicine. Hidden by a Natural Ancient Formation, even a Saint Manifestation expert would have had difficulty detecting its presence. Today, however, it had been revealed because of Wang Xiu.
Xiang Tiange’s breathing grew ragged. If he could obtain this Precious dicine, his potential would soar to new heights, giving him a chance to contend for a spot on the Golden Core Ranking!
He unconsciously took a step forward, wanting to get a closer look.
The Dragon Transformation Grass seed to sense his intentions. It suddenly sent out a ripple of energy, sweeping him back. The other eager Physical Sect Disciples nearby were also sent flying.
Xiang Tiange’s expression changed. Runes lit up all over his body as he tried to resist and subdue it, but it felt as though he were carrying a great mountain on his back. He couldn’t advance a single inch.
BANG!
A massive surge of Dragon Qi swept out. Xiang Tiange stumbled backward again and again, his face paling as if he had aged considerably in an instant.
He had failed to earn the Holy dicine’s recognition.
A commotion went through the crowd. Xiang Tiange was the Head Disciple of the Physical Sect and the twelfth-ranked expert on the Golden Core Ranking, renowned for his incredible physical strength. If even he couldn’t gain the Dragon Transformation Grass’s approval, who else possibly could?
Just then, a sharp cry rang out.
"A re weed dares to block my path! Get out of the way! Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"
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