True Return Realm martial arts were right before him, yet he could not learn them with Cultivation Points. This was beyond Jiang Dali's expectations.
At that moment, a bold thought even arose in his mind: to return to his old trade and dig out all forty-nine reliefs to take back with him.
Yet after trying, he was forced to declare defeat.
Even the sharpness of the Dali Fire Qilin Saber could only send sparks flying; it could not budge the War God's Hall reliefs in the slightest.
"The stone walls of this War God's Hall are actually this hard? They are almost comparable to the Barrier Beyond Time in the Shenwu Kingdom's imperial mausoleum, said to be unharmed even by divine weapons."
Holding the Dali Fire Qilin Saber, Jiang Dali looked at the completely unscathed edge of the relief, astonishment on his face. Yet he also vaguely sensed that every slash he had delivered encountered an invisible resistance and a strange force born from within the hall, swallowing and absorbing his strength.
This strange phenomenon was something Jiang Dali had never experienced before. It no longer seemed something that could be explained merely by the power of a formation field.
"Great Mountain Lord, you were not thinking of moving all these relief catalogues back, were you? Heh heh heh, that happened to be exactly what I had in mind too, but I already tried. It simply cannot be done.
"If I am not mistaken, this entire underground world is a massive, half-manmade and half-natural formation built around a Cave Heaven and Blessed Land. The War God's Hall serves as the Formation Eye anchoring the formation, so naturally it cannot be shaken so easily."
Sikong Zhaixing leaped over, gave the relief several knocks with a grin, and shook his head.
Jiang