Chapter Seventy-Three: Wooden Plaques and Circles

I don't know how long it took, and I couldn't even perceive the alternation of day and night in the illusion, and the whole area was shrouded in a heavy fog in the faint light. Without daylight as a reference, Tian Jihong was not sure how long he had been trapped in it now, and the only thing he could do was to run the exercises in his body again and again.

In the end, Tian Jihong's movements were close to numbness, and after experiencing countless positioning failures and disorientation, he finally reluctantly determined the direction of the aura flow in the entire area, silently drew the general pattern of this place in his heart, and then groped towards the most central area he judged.

This time, luck was on their side. The hard work paid off, Tian Jihong's use of the method of aura flow positioning played a role, and after more than an hour of exploration, he finally found the core area of the formation in the mist. It's just that what makes him feel creepy is that on the way to the central area, bones began to appear in the knee-high puddle next to him, and he didn't need to guess to know that these were all unlucky people who were trapped in the illusion by the formation and starved to death.

In addition to all kinds of birds and beasts, Tianjihong also found two human bones along the road, but depending on the situation, the two were buried in this area a long time ago. Not to mention the clothes on the two of them, even the weapons in their hands have turned into rusty iron under the erosion of time, and they can't tell their origin at all. After some searching, Tian Jihong did not find anything of value on them, so he did not stay long.

The closer you get to the central area, the denser the bones next to you become, and you don't need Tian Jihong to deliberately look for it at this moment, just follow the direction of the corpse display and go forward to find the location of the magic circle. Finally, when Tian Jihong stepped into a decaying place covered with white bones, he finally witnessed the wooden token on the central stone pillar that held the entire formation together.

The stone pillar in the center looked less than a foot tall, and it wasn't even as large as the bones that surrounded it. The wooden plaque embedded at the top of it was even more inconspicuous, and when Tian Jihong opened a skeleton and came to the foot of the stone pillar, he noticed that the quaint wooden plaque was only the size of his own palm. There are no other lines on the whole body of the wooden sign except for the signs of mildew, and it looks like it has been through the vicissitudes of time, and I don't know how many years it has stood here; There seem to be some insect marks in the corners, and it feels like it will crumble if you touch it.

But it was such a small token, but it was the root of the magic circle that made up this entire illusion, and the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from it were in stark contrast to its inconspicuous appearance. When Tianjihong reached the bottom of the stone pillar, he could clearly feel the powerful pressure released by the wooden plaque inlay, and the spiritual power ripples intertwined on its surface were like silk threads, closely linked with every corner of the magic circle that loomed in mid-air.

And these spiritual power threads, which are not as slender as a hair, have unimaginable tenacity. When Tian Jihong, who had a good eye, found that there were clear incisions between the bones of several corpses around him, which were like being sawn off by wire, he immediately understood that they were all killed by the spiritual power ripples on the top of their heads.

Therefore, he decisively gave up the idea of reaching out and touching it, and instead chose to directly pull out the dagger, trying to cut the silk thread that connected the wooden card and the illusory circle. The result was exactly the opposite of what he expected, the short dagger in his hand made of material far beyond the mortal fine iron, the moment he touched the silk thread, it was cut by the spiritual power ripples like cutting tofu, and the fracture of the blade that fell to the ground at the front end was as neat as a mirror.

There was no time to feel sorry for the weapon with only the wooden handle left in his hand, and Tian Jihong immediately realized the seriousness of the problem. First of all, I can be sure that the appearance of this illusion must be caused by man, according to the degree of decay of the bones next to him and the moldy appearance of the wooden card, it seems that there was a powerful formation master here a long time ago, and for some reason he used this token to set up a magic circle here. After that, the circle was preserved, and the illusion in the nearby area was derived; Except for the very few masters who may have relied on the understanding of the formation to find a way to directly break the illusion and escape, all the remaining people or spirit beasts who fell into the illusion failed to completely destroy the core of the formation in front of them, and were finally trapped and killed in place.

And at the moment, there is no need to identify them one by one, the strength of these spirit beasts around them is far beyond that of Tian Jihong himself, and there are even a few white bones that seem to have been dried for decades, and they still show a bright color like jade after death, and the fluctuations of spiritual power that have survived between the bones to this day make Tian Jihong feel palpitations. But even such a powerful existence, in the end, it couldn't destroy the formation core in front of him, and it was still within the illusion realm.

Tian Jihong only realized at this time that even a young monk like him, who had just entered cultivation, could rely on the flow of spiritual power to find here, and of course these powerful spirit beasts in front of him could do it, but the latter fell at the step of destroying the core of the magic circle without exception. Thinking of this, Tian Jihong couldn't help but question whether he could find a way to live, and a sense of helplessness rose in his heart: Could it be that his lowly strength had to step into the footsteps of these spirit beasts and be trapped in the illusion and wait for death?

"No, you can't just give up so easily!" Tian Jihong muttered to himself, it was not yet the moment of despair. Even with the lessons of the past, he decided that he couldn't just sit back and wait, and whether he succeeded or not, he still had to try it by all means.

It was imperative that he figure out how the wooden token worked, and see what was wrong with it, so that neither the beasts nor the monks lying at their feet could shake it. While surrounding the stone pillar, Tian Jihong carefully observed the operation of the wooden plaque and the formation above his head, and on the other hand, he was also very careful to avoid the spiritual power ripples released on the surface of the wooden plaque, so as not to be accidentally injured by it.

At this time, he found that the wooden sign itself between the stone walls did not seem to be as magical as he imagined at the beginning, and when he saw that there were strong spiritual power fluctuations coming from the surface of the wooden card, he mistakenly thought that it was the energy released by the wooden card itself. But now that he has taken a closer look, he is sure that this wooden sign is actually more similar to a medium that guides and connects the formation with the outside world, and its role is to maintain the illusory formation above the stone pillar and amplify its effect, so that the illusion can envelop the entire waterhole area.

The slowly operating formation at the top of the head was roughly one meter in diameter, and after countless years of washing, it was now almost transparent, and it took a while to discern its outline with the naked eye. After observation, Tianjihong came to the conclusion that although this formation itself was arranged by a grandmaster, it was absolutely impossible to cover such a vast realm in terms of actual power, let alone maintain it for tens of hundreds of years out of thin air.

After so many years, it can still exert such a powerful effect and trap a group of spirit beasts, in the final analysis, it is because the core of this formation is engraved on the inside of the wooden card, which can be preserved intact. Once the wooden plaque that holds it together is destroyed or detached from the pillar, the circle in the void will naturally disappear.

The reason that really made Heaven Extreme, and even these trapped spirit beasts before, feel at a loss was that the previous Formation Grandmaster had left other means while arranging the Illusion Array. As mentioned earlier, this wooden plaque itself does not have the effect of storing spiritual power, but only serves as a carrier to imprint the upper magic array in the body; What really made its surface release the coercion of spiritual power was that the Formation Grandmaster had placed another layer of protection on the outside of the token. This protective shield-like diaphragm has not only continued to replenish the spiritual power of the token and the magic circle after so many years, but it is also the source of this scattered spiritual power ripple.

From the bottom of the stone pillar, Tian Jihong thought that he could find a loophole in this dense ripple of spiritual power, and then smoothly touched the location of the wooden plaque inlaid on the stone pillar. This is mainly because the magic circle maintained by the wooden card is located at the top of its head, and the ripples of spiritual power it releases to the ground are relatively sparse, which gives Tianjihong an opportunity to take advantage of. Even if the magic circle above is driving the silk thread to operate continuously, as long as you are cautious enough, observe the direction of the magic circle in advance and grasp the trajectory of the silk thread fluctuating back and forth, it is definitely feasible to successfully reach the upper end of the stone pillar.

However, Tian Jihong would not be so blindly optimistic, he was very aware of the loopholes that he could find even himself, and it was impossible for these spirit beasts and monks to be unaware of them before. Judging by the location of several bones placed at his feet, his owner must have had the same idea as himself before, and most of them successfully reached the position of the wooden plaque.

It's just that judging from their ending, the bodies of these spirit beasts and monks were inexplicably cut into several pieces by the spiritual power ripples in the end, and it must have been something wrong in implementing this most crucial step. This also made Tian Jihong, who was almost ready to do it just now, immediately vigilant.

Therefore, for the sake of insurance, Tian Jihong did not choose to take risks alone like them, his own strength is not as good as the owner of these bones under his feet, if he accidentally touches even the slightest ripple, he may end up in a different place. Next, Tian Jihong deliberately spent a lot of time, observingly observing the operation of the magic circle above his head, until he mastered the path of each wisp of spiritual power ripple rotation, then he tried to pick up a broken leg bone from the corpse of the spirit beast beside him, and threw it accurately in the direction of the token in the gap where the ripples were staggered to reveal the gap.