Wang Jixuan felt as though the air itself had taken on a flavor.
He sat cross-legged, pressing both hands against the stone slab before him. The spiritual consciousness that had been suppressed within him all this time began, through the contact between his body and the slab, to seep laboriously into the stone.
Everyone stood or sat nearby, concealing what he was doing.
Their occasional small talk was also meant to throw others off.
Over Twenty Minutes later, Wang Jixuan opened his eyes, his expression somewhat grave.
Well, damn.
This Ancient Civilization really had some tricks up its sleeve.
From Wang Jixuan's perspective, the formations here were completely unfamiliar. Though their principles resembled the Five Elements formations he knew, these formations were more refined and vastly more complex.
If the formations of the Cultivation World were like weaving a simple, practical garment of hemp—
Then the formations here were like a precious garment made from dozens of overlapping layers of cicada wings.
Though the underlying principles were connected—they were both clothes, or formations—their complexity was simply incomparable.
"Can't you break it?" Amina asked.
"I can. It'll just take some time," Wang Jixuan said. "More importantly, I need to find the train of thought behind the design of these formations. From there, I can deduce the weaknesses of each type. There are no perfect formations in this world. One reason they made theirs so complicated was to ensure stability."
Nierda Tamon said in a low voice, "We still have plenty of time."
Amina said, "How about I go soften her up first and ask her to activate the Planetary Barrier?"
"That works," Wang Jixuan said. "I'll probably need two days to comprehend this thing. No, to be safe, at least five days."
Nierda Tamon nodded. "I'll stand guard here."
"Standing guard