Chapter 72: The Fury of Wuyuan Sanren

  Time is passing day by day...

  A month later, Ding Yan finally calculated the extraction method of the fourth symbol, and based on this text, he arranged the formation and extracted a large number of symbols again. However, he also greatly weakened the power of the symbols in this space with the help of this method.

  Half a month later, Ding Yan calculated the composition of this Zong Shi-level formation.

  This array is a rare, master-level symbol array that forms a confined space based on the symbols. Inside, there are nine types of symbols in total. Among them, the ninth type of symbol only has three pieces, while the most common symbol has nearly 100,000 pieces. If this array were compared to a house, those low-level symbols would be bricks, higher-level symbols like steel beams, and the most precious ninth symbol would be the foundation of the house, also the most important part.

  Looking up, the sky is no longer a mess.

  After extracting a large number of runes, many trajectories of the formation began to become clear, and a bright moon appeared in the sky.

  "Transforming the talisman into a bright moon, it's indeed a master-level formation. If someone were to control it, I'm afraid that even after another hundred years, I wouldn't be able to break through this formation..." Ting Yan gazed at the bright moon with a sigh of emotion.

  In the long river of time, countless strong individuals have been buried and forgotten...

  The predecessors who set up this formation, whether it's the attainment of the formation or the cultivation of the mind, are not something that can be compared to by Ding Yan. The longer he comprehended, the more Ding Yan felt the horror of his opponent.

  To know, a grandmaster-level formation is comparable to an ultimate technique, its power unmatched.

  The legendary top-level formation is infinitely close to the immortal art, and after completion, it can withstand nine scattered immortal calamities. The formation that trapped Dingyan in front of him, although not the best, is also not an ordinary formation that can be compared.

  Take a step forward and walk into the void.

  Underfoot, the Eight Trigrams' illusory shadows flicker.

  After comprehending for so long, Ding Yan already understood that as long as he destroyed any one of the ninth symbol in the formation, he could leave this formation. Moreover, after comprehending for so long, Ding Yan had already grasped the essence of this formation, and what was left was just time to digest it.

  In the void above, Ding Yan stood in front of the bright moon, as if he could pluck it with his hand.

  However, Ding Yan knew that to truly touch the bright moon was not as simple as just raising his hand, because between him and the bright moon, countless symbols were hidden, from the first symbol to the eighth symbol. As soon as he wanted to touch the bright moon, those symbols would flash one by one, separating them.

  This is the instinct of Formation, a Master-level formation, and it's absolutely not just for show.

  "It's time to leave......" Ding Yan lowered his head, gazing at the world below, with a hint of yin and yang flashing in his eyes. Amidst the faintness, he seemed to see a sea-like expanse of runes.

  This formation space is a world of runes!

  Raise your hand.

  A surge of yuan energy circulated through his hands, a strand of immortal yuan slowly gathering in the center of Ding Yan's palm. Under the rotation of the Qian Kun Dao Jing, the aura of the immortal yuan became even more intense, and amidst the faintness, it seemed as if there was a rotating yin-yang floating above Ding Yan's palm.

  Using the Qiankun Daojing to control the celestial messenger Xuan Yuan, this method is probably something that even the founders of this technique wouldn't have thought of.

  After a long time, Ding Yan swung his sleeve.

  The Xianyuan in his hand flew out straight, condensed in the void, and transformed into a huge rune! This rune is the most common first-level rune within the Array Space. After contemplating for so many days, Ding Yan finally completely drew out the first rune.

  Taking the Xianyuan in the body as the foundation, condensing into a talisman, although it is the lowest grade, the energy emitted from it can break through the void, and even the eighth-grade talisman cannot compare with it.

  After the rune took shape, Ding Yan's right hand faced the void and a virtual circle compressed and returned, forming a ball of energy in his palm. Then he saw that his five fingers were retracted, pinching this force into pieces, and then with a flick of his wrist, he threw out a divine technique.

  Petrification!

  After the technique was released, it transformed into a visible force under Ding Yan's control, rapidly shrinking until it was only the size of a thumb and merged into the talisman.

  "Out!" Ting Yan waved his sleeve.

  The characters flew out and gradually flew towards the bright moon.

  Everywhere he went, one after another, runes flashed continuously, fifth-level runes, sixth-level runes, seventh-level runes, and even eighth-level runes...

  These runes trembled for a moment after sensing the rune cast by Ding Yan, but ultimately did not block his opponent.

  Ding Yan saw the situation and let out a sigh of relief.

  "It's a good thing no one is controlling this array, otherwise this method may not work..."

  The talisman is the foundation of this world. Ding Yan uses his own Xian Yuan as a guide, condensing it into a talisman, and hiding his Dao technique within. It can be said to be a means of deceiving heaven and crossing the sea. Just like wearing a disguise and infiltrating the enemy's camp as an undercover agent.

  Of course, it's easy to say but hard to do. Not to mention the means of compressing the technique, just drawing out the talismans, without having a great achievement in array techniques, it is absolutely impossible to do so. Ding Yan also relied on his past experiences and current insights to barely reach this level, just enough to draw the first type of talisman.

  The seal character fell silently onto the bright moon.

  Ding Yan saw the situation and retreated several steps.

  A thought occurred to him.

  The huge runes burst open. The power of the runes, condensed with the immortal yuan, exploded out with a force comparable to top-level magic, and the eighth rune next to it was pushed far away by this powerful force. The ninth rune in the middle even shook violently.

  But it doesn't end there.

  After the rune burst, the hidden Tao technique followed closely behind.

  The power of petrification instantly enveloped the entire rune.

  Rumble!!

  Space seems to have collapsed.

  Innumerable runes went mad, and the threads that connected them were ruthlessly cut off.

  In the very center, a gigantic bright moon transformed from the 9th level rune began to petrify at a speed visible to the naked eye...

  "Disperse!" Ting Yan retreated back to the ground.

  On the ground, the large array previously set up was reopened. However, this time the central rune used was a fourth-level rune, so the torn space was even larger.

  This torn space is extremely unstable, and from time to time, one or two scattered runes pass through. If it were a person, it would be absolutely impossible to pass through, but if it were energy or runes, there would be no obstruction at all.

  *gulp*

  The bright moon trembled and then cracked.

  Innumerable talismans, having lost the support of the central bright moon, fell from the void. These talismans contained the unbroken power of a grandmaster-level formation, and were completely different from the talismans extracted by Ding Yan. The difference between them was like that between domesticated animals and wild beasts. If one were to be struck by these talismans, even if they were a scattered immortal, they would likely suffer severe injuries.

  However, Ding Yan had already left a backhand, and the formation on the ground was set up for these runes.

  ......

  "Who! Which son of a bitch is messing with me!"

  A place full of stone tablets in a broken and hollow location, five scattered people with disheveled hair and clothes, pointing to the sky and cursing.

  This is the tenth time he has been ambushed by falling runes in more than a month. Although he managed to narrowly escape each time, the sound of the falling runes always attracted some monsters. If not for his deep cultivation, he would have been devoured by those monsters long ago.

  Moreover, what made him even more fearful was that apart from those demonic creatures, the falling runes in the sky were also getting stronger and stronger.