After leaving the room, Wang Qi first came to the entrance of Jiazi Pavilion. He looked around, his expression unchanged, giving no hint of what he was thinking.
In truth, Wang Qi was at a stage where he could be exposed very easily.
He had reproduced some of the characteristics of the Xiangyu Tianwei Technique within his body. Though on the surface he still cultivated the Great Freedom Heart-Washing Profound Truth, any high-level cultivator who seized his wrist and examined him would be able to detect the differences within him.
But this was a risk he had to take.
With the Xiangyu Tianwei Technique empowering him, every detail swept by Wang Qi's gaze entered his eyes, was abstracted in his mind, projected into a virtual high-dimensional coordinate system, and calculated using specialized algorithms.
Wang Qi had stood there for only a few seconds. It looked as though he had merely glanced around because he was unfamiliar with the terrain. In reality, he had already memorized everything nearby that could possibly be part of a formation and rapidly deduced the formations that might exist here.
"Too little information. Judging from the shape of this building alone, it could work with dozens of different restriction arts and formations."
Wang Qi turned back for another look before continuing onward.
His eyes, along with the spiritual sense he deliberately or inadvertently scattered outward, recorded everything around him and fed it into his calculations. Wang Qi gradually eliminated possibilities, using them to estimate Luo Chen Sword Palace's defensive capabilities, the extent of its internal surveillance, the difficulty of seizing control of its formations, and the feasibility of relying on Luo Chen Sword Palace's mountain-protecting formation to hold out for reinforcements at the final moment.
Formations were a vast field of study. Every pillar within Luo