Later, while searching for clues about the "Soul Prison Clan," the three of them had once again searched this place carefully. The result was the same as for those outside cultivators—they had found no useful leads.
They had not even sensed the restrictive fluctuations on a certain stone wall within this valley.
"The Second Ancestor truly was a cultivation genius. He had cleverly concealed the fluctuations that appeared at the cave dwelling's exit by borrowing the spiritual energy fluctuations that already existed in the valley.
Great skill appeared clumsy, great sound was seldom heard, great form was without shape. The fluctuations had blended to the point of becoming nearly identical—but that was only because we already knew about it.
If one searched without knowing beforehand, it would be very difficult to spot.
How long would it take, and how closely would one have to observe, to grasp the usual range of spiritual energy surges here? How great was their amplitude? Impressive, truly impressive!"
After Master Lan once again used his Divine Sense to probe the stone wall, he praised it sincerely. This was no longer merely exquisite attainments in formations; it was the other party's unique understanding of formations.
It could be called a brilliant technique, one that had reached an exceptionally subtle level. It was also a transformation in one's way of thinking about formations.
One could borrow the power of heaven and earth rather than blindly relying on materials alone to set up a formation. As a fellow practitioner of the same path, someone like Master Lan understood the Second Ancestor's thinking all the more clearly.
Only then did he know just how difficult it was to achieve such a thing, and what kind of realm the other party's path of formations had reached.
"It seems that this