Even if this formation was really made by that swordsman in ancient times, time is the biggest enemy after all.

After so many years, the world has changed, and even the formation that was once enough to kill most people is now a little crippled after all.

As a disciple who was cultivated as the next Heavenly Master in the Dao Sect, although Song Bingxu did not learn formations, he also had some contact with this thing.

The essence of the formation is actually to use energy to form a running route that can fit these rules through some rules between heaven and earth.

In other words, learning the formation itself is learning these special rules.

Therefore, as the top disciple of the Dao Sect, he can't say that he has a very deep understanding of the formation, but he is more or less clear about what the principles of the formation are.

Although he couldn't break the big array in front of him, with the fluctuation of the formation, he could also sense that there were some places where this formation was not working.

After all, it was something that was left over from many years ago, the changes in the landscape over the years, coupled with the escape of the cultivation factor now, although Song Bingxu couldn't break the formation, it was still no problem to protect them.

This is also the reason why Wen Wanwan let Song Bingxu as the last line of defense to prevent accidents.

In the big array, their understanding of this thing was far inferior to Song Bingxu.

It is the most correct choice to let him save a certain amount of strength and prevent possible changes in the formation.

Among the eight palaces, the two gates of life and death flew out first, turning into a big roulette of life and death to continuously destroy the flying swords that fell from the sky.

"Slowly retreat!"

Wen Wanwan glanced at Song Bingxu, and after making sure that he was fine, she quickly gave an order.

Now they are not far from their ultimate goal, as long as they reach the tomb, everything is safe.

Although Wen Wanwan doesn't understand the formation, she understands people's hearts.

Regardless of who designed this formation, the ultimate goal was to protect the tomb.

According to the concept of Chinese tradition, no matter how large the scope of this formation design is, the tomb will not be included in it.

Several people, under the protection of Song Bingxu's Eighth Palace, kept rushing towards the location of the tomb.

Although the speed is much slower than before, everyone's mentality is inevitably much lighter at this time.

The known danger is always easier than the unknown, at least for them, the formation has changed, and as long as they carry the last stretch of the road, it means that they are safe.

Once you're in the tomb, the rest is a lot easier.

Whether it is to go back directly through this forest area, or to return the same way and go through the official identity and go through the official channel, it is not a difficult thing.

Most formations are like a single program that has been set up, and this formation can defend against people coming in from the outside.

But it will never come out of it, after all, the formation only fits the rules and does not create the rules by itself.

As the footsteps of several people continued to advance, even Song Bingxu, who had been resisting the formation, breathed a sigh of relief.

After advancing for more than an hour, Song Bingxu squinted his eyes and glanced at the formation that was quite weak, and turned his head to look at Wen Wanwan.

"You can speed it up a bit, the nodes of this formation are more damaged than expected, I probably understand what is going on with this thing."

I have to say that the person who designed this formation is indeed very smart, and it can even be called a genius.

According to common sense, a formation should have been damaged long ago due to lack of strength or other willingness in the changes of the world over the years.

But the person who designed this formation may have thought of this a long time ago, so he designed a small formation that could store power at each node in the formation.

When needed, these nodes will release the stored power and use it with the entire formation.

If the cultivation factor hadn't escaped, or if the cultivation environment hadn't changed so much, the power stored in these nodes alone would be far from being able to break through to a few of them.

It can even be said that even if the Heavenly Master comes, he will have to be injured a little before he can get out of this formation.

Remember, this is just going out, if you really break the formation, you will have to go through life and death.

But now, the miasma that maintained the entire formation alone was about to drain the stored power of those nodes, let alone maintain the operation of a killing array.

It was precisely because he sensed that the power of the formation was constantly weakening that Song Bingxu was able to say the words to speed up.

According to his estimates, after their consumption this time, this formation will be completely collapsed after another year or two at most.

The large array is troublesome to arrange, and it is extremely difficult to maintain.

It was better in the previous environment, but now in this cultivation environment, it is almost difficult for this kind of large array to appear again.

Even the group of people who specialize in the study of formations in the Dao Sect have now moved in the direction of how to make the formation less dependent on the environment.

Wen Wanwan heard the words to speed up, and her spiritual power gushed more frequently.

"Can you hold on?"

"I'm fine!"

"It's okay!"

"Okay!"

Although everyone was exhausted to the extreme by this time, there was no problem in surviving this last stretch of the road.

Seeing that these people could persevere, Wen Wanwan, the most guide, also sped up and ran forward.

Song Bingxu's Eight Palaces soon flew out of another phantom god, blessed behind several people, helping them reduce their consumption and preventing accidents.

Before I knew it, it was half past three in the morning, and several people rushed out of the last area shrouded in miasma, and came to a place made entirely of marble.

As far as the eye can see, the artificially cut stone slabs are cut into a pavilion-like building.

And in the center of this pavilion is a tombstone full of small seals.

But at this time, no one had the heart to look at what was written on it, and they all lay on the ground without any image to relieve their physical fatigue.

Wen Wanwan's physical fitness was much better than theirs, and after a short rest, she regained some strength.

With a flashlight, he sped up to the outside of the pavilion and first glanced at the introduction on the tombstone.

[In the third year of Yonghui, in July, Sui Yuanzi received a royal secret order to come here to take the book of the Mandate of Heaven, and was killed by thieves and buried here. 】

……

The tombstone depicts the life of the man buried in the tomb, and it also details that the great array was set up when his master came to complete his unfinished task.

As for the book of Mandate of Heaven, there is nothing to say, but Wen Wanwan did find something else. (End of chapter)