A Formation

The Celestial Lodging Formation, one of the formations the master of Hongwen Pavilion excelled at most.

And the silver-patterned formation now appearing inside the Dragon King's belly had clearly been personally inscribed by the master of Hongwen Pavilion.

"Since Father left it behind, it must be useful—"

Heng Hua made his decision without hesitation. Countless Star Gods flashed forth from the Myriad Gods Chart, swiftly resonating with the Star Constellation Formation arranged by Dongfang Yunqi, Ouyang Ziming, and the others.

Dazzling starlight fell from the sky into the sea, forming tens of thousands of pillars of light.

Yet although this stellar power echoed through the "Star Luo Sea," it could not form any connection with the formation patterns inside the Dragon King's belly.

That formation shone brilliantly, but there was not the slightest abnormal fluctuation, as if it had been completely cut off from the outside world.

"Is it the Dragon King's curse, or is there some other mystery in the formation Father left behind?"

Heng Hua's mind raced.

"Celestial Lodging, stars... True Dragon... Could Father be hinting that—if we want to deal with the Yansheng Dragon King, we need to start with the stars?"

But how could one strike at a True Dragon, a being most favored by the Starry Heaven, through the stars?

Seeing the brilliant starlight, the Dragon King was immediately startled. He hastily breathed dragon breath toward his own belly, reinforcing layer upon layer of seals. Only after discovering that the formation had not changed at all did he relax slightly.

"Damn bastard, dead and still refusing to leave me in peace!"

This formation had appeared out of thin air inside his belly after he devoured that couple.

The Dragon King had repeatedly tried to deal with it within the seal, yet he could not