Xiantian Four Symbols Great Array

The matter of adjusting his state could wait for now—this unexpected discovery might signify a tremendous opportunity.

In the primordial wilderness, across countless epochs, any place guarded by Xiantian Restrictions was invariably a treasure trove nurtured by the Great Dao, containing rare treasures within—be it an Innate Spiritual Root, an Innate Spiritual Treasure.

Or even the legacy of a Xiantian God-Demon, all of which were objects imbued with the Great Dao Law, no small matter, and encountering one was a great fortune.

He immediately rose to his feet; after a brief period of regulating his breathing, his internal mana had already begun to flow smoothly, suffused with green light. Though not fully restored to its peak state, it was sufficient to support his movements.

Now, to quickly investigate the location of that restriction, he no longer relied purely on his physical body to withstand the pressure. Instead, he circulated his mana to protect himself, and a layer of green light condensed over his body like solid armor.

Under the shroud of green light, the pressure around him immediately lessened significantly. Though his movements were still constrained, they became much smoother. While not as swift as shrinking ground to inches below the mountain, it was already extremely fast for this part of Buzhou Mountain's slope.

His footsteps landed on the smooth stone platforms, producing dull, rhythmic sounds. Each step precisely fell upon the relatively weaker points of pressure, cleverly leveraging the force to reduce consumption.

Relying on that faint trace of sensation, like the most seasoned hunter following the guidance of an invisible thread, he carefully searched among the steep, perilous, and pressure-dense mountain walls.

His gaze swept like lightning across every inch of the rock, missing no anomaly.

His divine sense spread out like mercury seeping into the ground, painstakingly penetrating the natural barrier of Buzhou Mountain's stone against mental perception, scanning every suspicious texture of the rock, capturing that elusive rhythm.

The stones of Buzhou Mountain, tempered by the Pangu Pressure for endless epochs, had long become harder than divine iron, impervious to myriad techniques, and could greatly isolate and weaken divine sense, making the search extremely taxing on his mind.

His fingertips occasionally brushed against the cold, hard rock walls, carrying an ancient chill, feeling the mottled traces of time and the eternal, awe-inspiring aura of chaotic creation.

Hard work paid off. After a long while, he stopped before a seemingly ordinary bluish-black cliff face, covered in ancient moss and indistinguishable from other rock walls.

The faint fluctuation was emanating most clearly and steadily from this spot, like the pulsation of a heart—rhythmic and powerful.

He extended a finger, gathering a trace of pure Essence of Yi Wood at its tip, glowing with verdant light and brimming with vitality. With an exploratory intent, he gently tapped that section of the cliff.

"Hum..."

Where his fingertip touched, the cliff surface did not feel like an unbreakable solid; instead, it yielded slightly, immediately rippling with an extremely fine, almost imperceptible spatial distortion, like a pebble dropped into an ancient well, spreading ripples that quickly vanished, restoring the cliff to its original state.

Without careful investigation, it would be impossible to detect. Lord Wanshouyuan understood in his heart that behind the cliff was no solid rock, but a hidden realm, merely concealed by an exceptionally sophisticated Xiantian Restriction formed by a natural array perfectly fused with the surrounding environment.

After the ripples faded, the cliff appeared as usual, but the aura leaked in that instant became slightly clearer—a strange rhythm blending the Heaviness of Earth, the enduring nourishment of flowing water, the formless swiftness of wind, and the violent destruction of fire, four types of Xiantian Origin fluctuations, profoundly mysterious.

"Indeed, it is here!" Lord Wanshouyuan's spirit lifted, and a joyful color flashed in his eyes.

He did not rush to break through by force, knowing well that such Xiantian Restrictions often harbored natural killing intent; a forceful assault would surely invite backlash.

He sat cross-legged on the spot again, held his breath and concentrated, slowly extending his divine sense from his Sea of Consciousness, like countless finest, toughest tendrils, carefully touching and merging into the invisible restriction, beginning to patiently and meticulously probe the internal structure and operational mysteries of this Xiantian array.

The moment his divine sense successfully probed into the outer layer of the restriction, it felt as if he had instantly left Buzhou Mountain and plunged into an infinitely changing, vast and magnificent world of laws!

Before his eyes were no longer bluish-black rocks, but endless Earth, Water, Wind, and Fire—four types of Xiantian Origin forces surging, flowing, colliding, generating, and annihilating!

They mutually generated and restrained each other, circulating endlessly, forming a perfect and stable, self-contained balanced system, rich with the charm of the Great Dao, profoundly mysterious, far surpassing any array set up by later great cultivators using spiritual treasures or array flags.

The earthy yellow Earth Qi was deep and condensed, bearing all things;

The azure Water Origin flowed endlessly, nourishing all things;

The pale green Wind Spirit was formless and traceless, swift in its flow;

The crimson Fire Essence leaped and rose, destroying and recreating...

These four most primal forces interwove and evolved into countless complex, profound Great Dao Runes imbued with ultimate principles, endlessly arising and perishing, continuously interpreting the infinite mysteries of the opening of heaven and earth and the generation of Yinyang.

This was unmistakably an extremely rare, immensely powerful Xiantian Four Symbols Great Array!

This array relied on Buzhou Mountain's supreme earth veins and the legacy of the Great God Pangu, possessing boundless power. Without understanding its operational principles or mastering its law transformations, Even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal who came and forcibly broke the array with a spiritual treasure would inevitably suffer the combined backlash of Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind—at best severely wounded and forced to retreat, at worst dead and dissipated, extremely perilous.

Lord Wanshouyuan held his breath and concentrated, withdrawing all distracting thoughts, completely immersing his mind in the comprehension and analysis of this Xiantian Four Symbols Great Array.

Though he primarily cultivated the Wood Scripture, comprehending the Dao of Creation and life, as a transformation of the Innate Spiritual Root Ginseng Fruit Tree, his original form was the Wutu Essence, granting him a deep understanding and natural affinity for the laws of heaven and earth, especially the operation of earth veins.

Now, as his divine sense immersed itself in the evolution of the Earth, Water, Wind, and Fire origins, he drew inferences from analogies, and many previous difficult bottlenecks in his cultivation suddenly became clear.

His understanding of the Five Elements Generation and Overcoming, as well as creation and destruction, reached a higher level.

He forgot about time, forgot where he was, and devoted himself entirely to comprehending these ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

The green light around him circulated on its own, and his aura gradually resonated with the rhythm of the external array—sometimes as heavy as the earth, sometimes as gentle as flowing water, sometimes as swift as the wind, sometimes as scorching as fire, vaguely aligned with the array's fluctuations.

The primordial wilderness measured no years, and on this slope of Buzhou Mountain, under the influence of the Pangu Pressure, the passage of time was even harder to perceive.

Perhaps it was but a flicker of an eye, or perhaps years had passed in the outside world.

The divine sense light in Lord Wanshouyuan's Niwan Palace flickered intensely, his deductions and calculations reaching their limit.

Finally, his tightly shut eyes suddenly snapped open, and deep within his pupils, the four Xiantian phenomena of Earth, Water, Wind, and Fire seemed to flash and vanish. His aura became more rounded and profound, more in harmony with heaven and earth, clearly indicating another layer of progress in his understanding of the Heaven and Earth Law.

He had now fully comprehended the operational mysteries of this Xiantian Four Symbols Great Array, discerning its core law sequence and the four key nodes that maintained balance and connected to Buzhou Mountain's earth veins.

He stood up, his expression calm. Without needing to use powerful divine abilities, he simply pressed his fingers together like a sword, and naturally flowing from his fingertips were strands of spiritual light imbued with the origin aura of the Four Symbols Law.

That spiritual light manifested in four colors—earthy yellow, azure, pale green, and crimson—and he gently tapped several seemingly ordinary spots on the cliff before him, which were in reality the array's pivotal nodes, in order.