Atop the mountain, Bai Yang sat cross-legged while Little Cat waited quietly beside him.
The inscrutable Innate Tai Chi Diagram rotated slowly, encompassing the Fragment of the Divine Book within it. The Bagua trigrams flickered around its edges, analyzing the information on the fragment in a wondrous way.
The process was slow, and it consumed a great deal of Bai Yang's soul power.
Time passed, bit by bit. Nearly half an hour later, the Innate Tai Chi Bagua Diagram shuddered lightly. Then the Bagua trigrams around its edges shattered and twisted upward, sketching hundreds of characters in the air—Chinese characters familiar to Bai Yang.
But that was not the end. As the hundreds of characters appeared, the surrounding space warped, and characters began appearing out of thin air, extending from the first few hundred.
The first few hundred characters were simply the Innate Tai Chi Bagua Diagram "translating" the information on the Fragment of the Divine Book. The images that appeared afterward were the actual deduction process.
Seeing the hundreds of characters in the air, even Bai Yang, whose heart was calm and unmoved, couldn't help feeling a ripple of delight.
The passage described a secret art. Even the portion that had merely been "translated" revealed how powerful it was. But it was incomplete; there was no chance he could master the art by relying on this fragmentary method of cultivation.
The Innate Tai Chi Bagua Diagram continued deducing the complete method of cultivation. As one character after another appeared out of thin air, Bai Yang drew ever closer to obtaining the complete method.
But as more characters appeared, each one took a heavy toll on Bai Yang. Especially once the count neared a thousand: with every character, his face grew paler. A feeling of exhaustion set in, and his