His circuit of investigation lasted a full two hours.
Lin Feng thoroughly unraveled how the entire imperial seal operated and finally discerned its hidden patterns.
The fissures in the light curtain appeared scattered at random, without rhyme or reason, but they actually followed the rhythms of the Heavenly Dao and the profound principles of formations. The entire seal waxed and waned according to a fixed cycle. Elsewhere, the fissures were tiny and fleeting, offering no opening whatsoever. Only the Northeast corner formed a weak point in the formation core of the imperial seal.
Every six hours, an enormous fissure several times wider than those elsewhere would appear at regular intervals in the Northeast light curtain. The fissure opened wide and clear, drastically weakening the barrier. It lasted for the time it took to drink a cup of tea before slowly contracting, healing completely, and restoring the seal to its flawless state.
This was the only way through the ancient imperial seal, and at present, it was the safest, most reliable, and only viable point of entry.
Having grasped the rhythm and identified his opportunity, Lin Feng settled on a foolproof plan. Rather than force his way through the seal, deplete his cultivation, and invite needless danger, he would wait for the right moment, slip inside, and seek the treasures safely.
He turned away from the ancient island's perimeter and found an enormous, thick, stable floating boulder on which to settle. The boulder lay in a secluded spot, far from the routes other cultivators would take. It allowed him to observe the changes in the island's seal clearly while concealing his own aura and avoiding prying eyes. It was an ideal place to wait.
Lin Feng sat firmly cross-legged atop the floating boulder and gently closed his eyes. He reined in