"This is... the Dao essence of formations."
Song Changsheng couldn't help reaching out, as though he wanted to catch something in the empty space before him. His fingers swept through the air, only to finally land on the weathered, crumbling, pockmarked surface of a stone tablet.
The resonance he had expected did not appear. Only then did he realize that what he had captured was not the Dao essence of the Third Killing Formation Under Heaven, but the Dao essence of other formations within the Myriad Formations Stele Forest. Under the impact of the killing intent, he had lost some of his basic judgment and confused them.
He was not discouraged by this result. To him, being able to exclude the influence of killing intent and even the Dao essence of other material things, then capture the Dao essence of a particular formation, was already tremendous progress. He had entered the Myriad Formations Stele Forest only a dozen or so hours ago, yet had already traveled a road that the vast majority of people in the world could not finish in a lifetime.
This represented an excellent beginning. Perhaps with just a little more effort, he could finally have his wish fulfilled...
"He has gone in the wrong direction."
Above the Myriad Formations Stele Forest, the middle-aged cultivator spoke calmly, as though he had already seen Song Changsheng's outcome.
"It has only just begun. Weren't you the same back then? He has yet to grasp the key to it. Once he realizes it, it will be within easy reach."
"You really think highly of him. Just because he took that so-called first place among the Five Academies?"
"What does first place among the Five Academies matter? Have you and I seen too few geniuses? On the Path to Longevity, geniuses