The Sword Demon within the White Bone Sword finally dared to peek out, glanced at Mo Hua, and thought:
"This little ancestor, still as daring as ever, actually dares to learn the formation under the monster cultivator leader’s eyes, isn’t he afraid of being caught and then being swallowed alive...?"
The Sword Bone shook its head.
Seeing Mo Hua focused on learning the formation, it bravely peeked at the formation patterns under Mo Hua’s pen.
This glance made it shudder with surprise.
These formation patterns, it remembers!
They are the mysterious patterns within the Demon Refining Diagram!
At the time, it only secretly memorized one of them, but the others remained a vague impression, never fully remembered or learned.
But now, these patterns, precisely and accurately, are recreated under this little ancestor’s pen.
It’s the complete set of formations!
Moreover, what made it even more incredulous...
Of these patterns, it only learned one of them.
It studied and practiced daily, drawing for two hundred years, only barely comprehending seven or eight-tenths.
As for how it learned, it remains somewhat muddled, more akin to a "practice makes perfect" instinct.
This was just one formation pattern!
But now...
This entire mysterious, obscure set of formations flows smoothly and effortlessly from Mo Hua’s pen.
For a moment, a sense of terror arose within its heart.
Could the disparity in talent between people truly be so vast?
Even though it’s not a Formation Master, how could it take two hundred years to learn one pattern, while this little ancestor needs but a glance?
Is this truly reasonable?
And while the White Bone Sword Demon was mentally shaken, Mo Hua had already finished and softly murmured:
"Just about done..."
"This Divine Lock Array seems not as difficult as I thought."
He felt somewhat uncertain.
Earlier hearing Mr. Tu speak so dramatically, he thought it would be a very advanced, obscure, and difficult formation.
But now it seems... maybe it’s quite manageable?
Having practiced twice, it feels almost complete.
"Shouldn’t be this simple..."
Mo Hua muttered.
He looked again at the patterns under his pen, slightly inferring them once more, perceived the flow of Divine Thought Power within, and felt... there wasn’t any apparent issue.
This is learned?
Mo Hua found it hard to believe.
Wouldn’t it be better to find something to test and practice?
Experiencing reveals true knowledge.
Testing it in practice would reveal if there are any issues.
"Divine Lock Array, with Divine Thought forming chains, sealing deities. If deities can be sealed, logically, anything else should also be sealable..."
Mo Hua contemplated, suddenly turning his gaze intensely onto the White Bone Broken Sword nearby.
The Sword Bone within the White Bone Broken Sword was struck with terror.
A sense of dread surged in its heart.
"It’s over..."