Inside the main hall, a blue beam of light pierced through the air, and layers of array patterns rotated. Dozens of sub-arrays slowly shifted and reorganized on the ground. Qin Yu outside the array, no longer moving. His gaze slowly descended from the outermost array ring to the center. The seemingly disordered runes gradually formed a clear structure in his sea of consciousness.
He no longer detoured or gave way, but sat cross-legged directly in front of the formation, his hands hanging naturally at his sides. The Core of the Fate Soul slowly rotated within his body, and a wisp of extremely subtle divine thought emerged from between his brows, slowly spreading and probing along the formation patterns on the ground.
The moment that wisp of perception touched the edge of the first layer of array rings, the entire region underwent a sudden and dramatic change. The outer array patterns no longer simply flowed slowly, but were completely reconstructed in an instant, and a brand-new array appeared before his eyes.
At the center of the array ring, a grayish-white chaotic fluid surged forth, devoid of any substance or shape, except for countless structural fragments churning ceaselessly. Each fragment struggled to solidify into a stable form, only to disintegrate and dissipate in the next instant. The entire array then expanded outwards, directly enveloping the area where Qin Yu stood. The first chaotic array was now fully revealed— the Chaos Origin-Tracing Formation.
The array does not exist with fixed patterns, but operates in an "unformed state." All structures within the array are in a state of flux, between formation and collapse. Any entity that enters it will be forcibly dragged into this unstable state, losing its solidified foundation in terms of physical body, supernatural powers, Fate Soul, and karma.
Each time the power is activated, it is broken down into its original fragments by the formation and then reassembled into another uncontrollable form.
Within the array's core, the grayish-white fluid suddenly rose, and unfinished structures swept towards Qin Yu. Some resembled swords, some fire, and some spatial rifts, constantly shifting as they approached, their attacks lacking a fixed form.
There is no fixed path, and even the "attack" itself fluctuates between being generated and not being generated.
Qin Yu did not rise; instead, he further concealed his aura, his gaze fixed on the constantly shifting fluid. The Core of the Fate Soul in his sea of consciousness trembled slightly. He did not resist the first wave of impact, but instead allowed a chaotic structure to approach him.
Just before it touched his physical body, he flicked his fingertips, and a wisp of his Fate Soul force cut into the structure.
The wisp of power did not erupt, but instead embedded itself directly within it. The next moment, the originally unstable chaotic structure paused for a moment before collapsing.
Qin Yu's gaze shifted slightly, but he did not attack again. Instead, he allowed more chaotic structures to approach him. With each touch, he only released a tiny amount of power, quietly embedding a wisp of his Fate Soul power into it. Taking advantage of the brief pause, he quietly observed the various changes in its operation and disintegration.
Within his sea of consciousness, those shattered structures began to be recorded and reassembled, and the original generation paths gradually emerged.
He no longer looks at the surface changes, but directly focuses on the state of those structures "before they are formed".
Within the formation, everything is being generated and everything is also collapsing. The only truly stable thing is the "tendency" of a single moment, and that moment is the root of the formation.
Qin Yu slowly raised his hand, his fingertip pointing towards a node in the array ring on the ground. The node was elusive, constantly shifting, but he didn't chase after it. Instead, he took the initiative, placing his power where it was about to appear. The instant his fingertip touched it, the array patterns in that area suddenly froze, and the entire chaotic fluid also showed a slight disturbance.
He didn't stop. His second and third fingers fell one after another, each landing point locking in before the node was even formed. The operation of the formation began to show continuous breaks. Those previously unpredictable structures began to stagnate, the attack frequency decreased, and the surging speed of the chaotic fluid slowed down significantly.
Qin Yu's aura remained as steady as a deep pool. He did not forcefully break the formation, but instead dismantled and peeled away the formation's generation logic step by step. In his sea of consciousness, a complete diagram of the formation's structure was slowly condensing, from the initial chaos and blur to now having every evolutionary path clearly marked. He was no longer passively enduring, but was simply waiting quietly for the best opportunity.
Waiting for that moment when the true "source node" appears.
The fluid within the Chaos Origin-Tracing Formation continued to churn, layers of gray-white structures forming and collapsing, the entire array domain seemingly constantly rewriting its own mode of existence. Qin Yu's gaze, however, had completely detached itself from these appearances. In his sea of consciousness, the trajectories that had been repeatedly embedded, disassembled, and recorded suddenly converged at this moment.
A very thin but absolutely stable line emerged. It was not part of the array pattern, but rather the inevitable tendency of all array patterns before their generation. The starting point and the ending point of the entire array were locked at the same moment.
Qin Yu slowly stood up. Without any preparation, he stretched his palm forward. The Core of the Fate Soul in his palm trembled slightly, and an extremely pure power fell directly down along that direction. Without spreading or colliding, the strike landed precisely at the moment before the source node appeared. Where his fingertip touched, the entire array domain paused for a moment.
The next instant, the chaotic fluid began to collapse from its core.
All the unfinished structures lost their basis for generation at the same time. The gray-white fluid collapsed directly inward, and the layers of array patterns broke in mid-air. The originally surging offensive stopped completely and then collapsed rapidly as if it had lost its support. The space became clear again, the array rings went out one by one, and finally only a blank ground was left, without even a residual fluctuation.
The entire Chaos Origin-Tracing Formation collapsed instantly under this attack.
Qin Yu's aura remained completely still. He stood there as if he had merely wiped away a layer of dust, his gaze already fixed on something deeper.
However, just as the formation completely disappeared, a deep tremor suddenly came from the depths of the hall. The previously stable space shifted again, and an even more ancient aura slowly rose from beneath the ground. The laws of the entire area were forcibly lifted, the air became heavy, and the flow of time was slightly displaced.
The formation's backlash has been triggered.
A massive circular rift opened up in the center of the ground. Deep within the rift, there was no light, only a swirling, primordial current of energy. Within this energy, countless ancient runes slowly emerged, no longer shifting and unpredictable as before.
Instead, it hovered in the air with Ultimate stability, each rune carrying an unshakable and profound Daoist aura, slowly rising from the crack and arranging itself in mid-air to condense into an even more magnificent and vast array.
The second layer of formation descends— the Hongmeng Dao Dharma Formation.
The moment the array unfolded, the entire hall was completely covered, the surrounding walls disappeared, and in their place appeared a boundless primordial realm. Huge Daoist talisman structures floated in the void, each symbol resembling the core of a world.
Slowly rotating, they are connected by light to form a network that covers the heavens and the earth. What flows in the network is not energy, but the primordial "Tao Order". It does not depend on any law, but it can determine how laws are generated.
The ground beneath Qin Yu's feet transformed into a transparent structure, within which countless layers of array patterns could be clearly seen operating. New paths continuously split between the array patterns, and each path was evolving a possible rule. In the distant void, enormous pillars of light descended from the sky, fixing these paths in place. The entire array seemed to be constructing a complete world system in real time.
At the center of the formation, a massive primordial seal slowly took shape. Within the seal, scenes of the beginning of the universe continuously emerged: chaos surging, stars being born, and laws condensing. Each process was infinitely compressed within the seal before unfolding again. Every vibration of the seal caused the entire formation's structure to rearrange.
A heavy pressure began to rise in the air. Any outward force would be directly decomposed and reintegrated into the array's operating system. The boundaries of space became extremely blurred, the sense of direction was gradually stripped away, and even the concept of "advancement" was being redefined.
The Hongmeng Dao Dharma Formation has been fully deployed.
Qin Yu in the center of the array, the myriad phenomena around him rapidly changing, but his gaze gradually calmed down. This array abandoned simple obstruction and actively evolved a complete Dao sequence, completely enveloping him in its own rules.