Xun Ziyou followed behind, observing Mo Hua’s confident silhouette, feeling a slight sense of confusion in his heart.
This kid... Could he have guessed my identity?
No way...
Xun Ziyou furrowed his brows.
...
Within the Refining Demon Mountain.
Mo Hua led the way. After about an hour, the two arrived at the dense forest.
This time, with a "bodyguard," Mo Hua exuded confidence.
Looking at the forest ahead, Xun Ziyou tried to act composed and asked, "That Monster Cultivator, did it really sneak into this forest?"
Mo Hua quietly stared at him.
Xun Ziyou, pinned by Mo Hua’s gaze, felt a bit embarrassed and sighed inwardly with resignation.
Forget it...
He then asked, "Can you find that Monster Cultivator?"
Mo Hua shook his head, "Not at the moment."
His eyes traveled far, taking in the dense forest, "Within this forest, a Formation has been set up. We need to reconstruct and study the Formation first to find a path deeper into the woods, and only then can we locate the whereabouts of that Monster Cultivator."
Xun Ziyou nodded slightly, thinking to himself that he guessed right.
Sure enough, this forest had a Formation, blocking Divine Sense detection.
Xun Ziyou asked, "Do you know what kind of Formation is in this forest?"
Mo Hua nodded, "It’s a type of special Divine Formation. By transforming Divine Sense through foundational Formation Patterns, it achieves the effects of restriction, sealing, and suppressing Divine Thought power..."
Xun Ziyou looked blank.
Divine Formation?
Within the current system of Formations—Eryi, Three Talents, Four Symbols, Five Elements, Six Yao, Seven Stars, Eight Trigrams—where is there such a thing as "Divine Formation"?
Even though he wasn’t proficient in Formations, it didn’t mean he was entirely ignorant about them either.
Besides, his ancestor was one of Taixu Gate’s top Fifth Grade Formation Masters, one of the few in the entire Qianxue State Boundary.
Having grown up influenced by his surroundings, even if he hadn’t "eaten pork," he had certainly seen "pigs run."
He might not be able to draw Formations, but he could still recognize their origins.
But in all his years of Tao Cultivation, he had never heard the words "Divine Formation."
Not even his ancestor had ever mentioned it.
Looking at Mo Hua, who spoke with such conviction, Xun Ziyou almost thought this Foundation Establishment disciple was earnestly pulling his leg...
Mo Hua, speaking enthusiastically, glanced at Xun Ziyou. Seeing the peculiar expression on his face, he realized something and asked:
"Elder, do you know about Divine Formations?"
Xun Ziyou was momentarily stumped by the question.
He hesitated for a moment, coughed lightly, and nodded calmly, "I’ve heard a little."
Mo Hua nodded in admiration, "No wonder you’re an Elder; you truly know a lot."
Xun Ziyou felt far from pleased.
He, a dignified Late Golden Core Elder, had to resort to such trivial lies just to maintain his standing in front of a disciple.
Unaware of Xun Ziyou’s inner thoughts, Mo Hua continued:
"The specifics of this Divine Formation aren’t clear yet. I need to find the location where the Formation was set up within this forest, copy down the Formation Patterns one by one, and then study them..."
Upon hearing this, Xun Ziyou felt a sense of reverence.
So-called "professional" Formation Masters were probably just like this...
Xun Ziyou nodded and said, "Alright, I will accompany you inside. Focus solely on finding the Formation; don’t worry about anything else."
Mo Hua beamed brightly, "Thank you, Elder Xun!"
Having a Late Golden Core stage "bodyguard" put him at ease, allowing him to openly "harvest" without concern!
Mo Hua stepped forward into the forest.
Xun Ziyou followed behind.
The two wandered around like this for nearly half an hour, yet Mo Hua’s brows gradually furrowed.
"Nothing..."
Although his senses told him the Divine Formation was widespread in the forest, everywhere, upon entering and searching for half the day, he had yet to find a single piece of Formation media.
Not only Mo Hua, but Xun Ziyou also felt perplexed.
They said there was a Formation, but where was it?