Accompanied by the others, Li Qingxian passed through the moon gate behind the main hall and arrived at the cliff atop the mountain, gazing ahead.
Mountain ranges rose and fell, verdant peaks scattered across the land.
Every one of the hundred mountains within sight was covered in buildings, displaying the grandeur of great sects.
Only an inconspicuous little mountain nearby stood barren, with merely a few dilapidated houses upon it.
Li Qingxian stared at those ruined houses, lost in a daze.
The Heaven's Mandate Sect elders exchanged glances, utterly puzzled.
Xiang Xinglong frowned deeply. Recalling the legends of the Heaven's Mandate Sect, he vaguely guessed at certain possibilities, yet found them far too absurd.
After all, even the sect master knew little about that period of history.
How could Li Qingxian, an outsider, name Heaven Marrow Academy at a glance?
That place was the core formation eye of the Heaven's Mandate Formation.
Li Qingxian said, "New Momentum Configurations will continuously emerge from within. Is that true?"
Xiang Xinglong said, "New Momentum Configurations do indeed emerge at intervals. However, the Momentum Configurations of the Heaven's Mandate Formation differ from ordinary ones. They are not tangible objects, but manifestations of the formation's power."
"Over all these years, the Momentum Configurations accumulated by the Heaven's Mandate Formation must have surpassed a hundred million by now, right?"
"Too many to count." Xiang Xinglong smiled faintly, his expression calm.
Li Qingxian nodded. "Yes. After all, they are the efforts of masters from generation after generation."
"Idle Prince, please enter the formation," Xiang Xinglong said.
"Elder Xiang, if anything happens to the Idle Prince, the Idle Prince Army will surely level Heaven's Mandate Mountain," Shen Zhihai said.
Xiang Xinglong smiled. "It is merely a demonstration of Fate Arts. It will not come to that, it will