Mo Hua hesitated, “Is that even possible…?”
He looked again at the box in front of him, thinking of the little Cultivator inside with an unknown fate, his parents frantically worried…
Mo Hua felt helpless.
“Let’s give it a shot…”
Mo Hua sat cross-legged, concentrated his mind, and started to use the Calculation Method of Heavenly Secret Calculation to deduce the Patterns of the “locking” Formation based on its Spirit Traces…
It was somewhat clumsy at first.
Because all the deduced Patterns were unfamiliar.
Mo Hua tried his best to ignore the external form of the Patterns and delve into the underlying rules of Spiritual Power. Gradually, the Patterns began to appear familiar and vivid in his eyes.
These lines seemed no longer to be strange markings, but the remnants of the movement of the Great Dao…
This was true for the Five-elements Formation Methods…
True for the Ultimate Formation…
And possibly true for all categories of Formations…
Mo Hua had a revelation, but his Divine Sense kept working faster and faster, and the Patterns materialized little by little in his Sea of Consciousness.
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But still, it wasn’t fast enough…
I need to calculate faster…
Mo Hua frowned, and then suddenly had an epiphany. If he employed “Heavenly secret Tricky Calculation” to enhance the “Heavenly secret Calculation,” splitting his Divine Sense to calculate simultaneously, would it be faster…
Mo Hua pondered for a while, but given the urgency of the situation, he didn’t have time to hesitate.
He would just have to try it…
Using his Uncle’s Heavenly secret Tricky Calculation to strengthen his master’s Heavenly secret Calculation!
Mo Hua’s pupils darkened, his Divine Sense shadowed, draped in a “Taoist Robe.” Under the influence of Gui Tao, he used the spell point of Heavenly secret Calculation to deduce the Formation Patterns of the unknown lock Formation.
But as soon as he began the Calculation, his Sea of Consciousness throbbed painfully.
It was as if the two methods repelled each other, creating serrated edges, sawing back and forth, slicing and tearing apart his Divine Sense bit by bit.
Fortunately, Mo Hua’s Divine Consciousness had undergone a Transformation, condensed like mercury. Despite the repulsion of the two Calculation methods and the fragmentation of his Divine Thought, his spirit remained intact, and his core was not injured.
This kind of intense pain was something Mo Hua could still endure.
Compared to this, the speed at which the Formation Patterns were being deduced had greatly accelerated, much faster than before.
Mo Hua was overjoyed and gradually the pain in his Divine Sense began to fade.
An hour later, Mo Hua had finally deduced the entire Formation Patterns of this unfamiliar Formation.
But his Divine Sense was almost completely exhausted.
Pain still lingered in his Sea of Consciousness.
While the Heavenly secret Tricky Calculation was useful, the consumption of Divine Sense it required was still too great…
At this moment, Mo Hua could not afford to reflect on this.
He had to hurry and break the Formation.
Mo Hua canceled the “Heavenly secret Tricky Calculation.” The tricky shadows at the bottom of his eyes gradually receded, and the Taoist Robe on his Divine Sense also faded away.
But as the “Taoist Robe” dissipated, ephemeral splits emerged on its ghostly afterimage…
Like the Dao Laws had been torn apart…
However, Mo Hua, who was deep in thought, did not notice these splits…
All his attention was focused on the Formation before him.
Before him was a Second-grade Thirteen Stripes, an unknown category of Formation.
It was like a brand new door to Formation methods.
“The Formation is indeed profound and intricate…”
Mo Hua sighed and then put aside his thoughts.
Now, he had a Formation to break.
But in reality, he couldn’t “break” it either.
Even if he knew the Formation Patterns, he couldn’t learn them in a short time, let alone talk about breaking them.
What he had to do was still a “guess.”
Mo Hua had rich experience in “breaking Formations,” and based on past experiences, not all breaking of Formations required an extremely profound knowledge of the Formation methods.
Sometimes “guessing” could work.
But it had to be an educated guess.
Based on the Formation principle.
Not a wild guess.
Mo Hua took the complete lock Formation, broke it down, and viewed the Formation Patterns separately, using his experience and intuition to categorize the repelling Formation Patterns.
Then he drew a few rough sketches on the ground and tested them.
Some guesses were right, some were wrong.
He retained the correct guesses and retried the wrong ones.
After several attempts, he discerned several sets of Formation Patterns with constructive and destructive relationships.
There were also a few Formation Patterns for which Mo Hua could not find the constructive and destructive relationship.
It was very likely that their corresponding “constructive and destructive Formation Patterns” were not included in this Formation itself.
But this was enough.
Mo Hua gauged the time and estimated there was just over a quarter of an hour left, with no time for him to study it thoroughly and perfectly.
Mo Hua first broke the Formation Patterns.
He unraveled all the Formation Patterns that had a constructive and destructive relationship.
The lock Formation dimmed a bit, but did not disable.
Mo Hua then looked at the Formation Pivot and, guided by intuition, adjusted it slightly; based on the Formation eye, he reversed some of the Spiritual Power circulation; then he turned back to tinker with the Formation Patterns…
After doing this several times, Mo Hua, relying on his exceptional intuition for Formation methods, managed to accidentally and somewhat “clumsily” damage the special “lock” Formation.
The Formation on the box completely dimmed.
The box was no longer “locked.”
Mo Hua immediately opened the box.
Inside the box was indeed a small figure.
Much smaller than Mo Hua.
A little boy, probably only four or five years old, clean and neat, with delicate features, dressed in understated but luxurious brocade clothes.
Perhaps it was the noise of opening the box or the sounds of the earlier battle that awoke him.
The child, with watery eyes, looked at Mo Hua somewhat fearfully.