Chapter 218: Entering the Dao Array Foundation (2)
It was a woman's voice, filled with sorrow and rebellion, as she sang something loudly. Luo Xuanyi's heart couldn't help but waver, as if she had followed the woman's voice into an ancient battlefield.
The blood strewn across the ground was no longer material for refining flags, but the remains of fallen comrades from the ancient battlefield, and a strange river of pale gold flowed along it. The sky was a blood-red, a massive black sun embedded in the center of the sky, like a giant eyeball looking down with disdain upon everything below.
Luo Xuanyi realized she was no longer herself, but "her." Her heart was filled with emotions she didn't understand, surging with passion. Through Luo Xuanyi's eyes, "her" gazed at the corpse, a tear slipping down her cheeks before being wiped away by her.
“She” was unwilling to show weakness to [ ].
"Your attempt to destroy us is a mistake. Fakes can never replace the real thing!"
A frantic, beast-like roar echoed across the ancient battlefield, and the entire world seemed to tremble in the roar. The beast's roar was a response to "her" words.
“Even if everything is false, we are still real.”
She gradually calmed down. Luo Xuanyi followed her into a profound enlightenment. The Dao rose within her heart, gradually transforming into a ball of light. This substantial light pierced through her body, soaring into the sky, illuminating the earth in place of the sun!
The corpses on the ground responded to the sunlight, and the heroic souls stood up, shouting unyieldingly. Their light golden blood evaporated like the sea and poured into the ancient characters composed of light. Every word was infused with blood and turned into a heavy golden character.
The black sun burst out with an intense light, and a black mist overflowed from the light, enveloping the sunlight created by "her". But no matter how the darkness encroached, the sunlight still existed.
The heroic spirits on the earth cry out, and holy chants are heard from the ancient characters.
However, the black fog found a way. The darkness swallowed up the man-made sun and hung it high in the sky, where it became a shimmering star.
The dark sun shone again, and this time it caught sight of the tiny "her."
She stubbornly raised her head and stared at the sun. She knew that everything she had was about to be destroyed, so she would never allow herself to show any weakness.
Her eyes burned and melted, her hair turned into a ball of flame, and golden drops of water continued to drip from her liquid hands. "She" was like a candle that burned to the end and finally melted.
The sense of "her" reality vanished with the wind, but the last trace of the candlelight wrapped and protected the golden characters.
Luo Xuanyi couldn't help but stretch out her hand, wanting to touch the line of golden characters and see clearly what was written in them.
“Swish!”
As soon as her fingertips touched the golden characters, dozens of ancient characters immediately melted into a piece of hot golden lava, flowing into Luo Xuanyi's hands. She subconsciously squeezed it, and the cold touch went straight to the source of the will-o'-the-wisp.
"The formation says: Everything in the world is fake! Fake objects, fake people, fake heaven, fake way! All things are created by fake, and since they are all fake, the stars are just like me, so why should I respect them?"
The proverb was blazing but extremely cold, like a huge mountain, pressing heavily on Luo Xuanyi's original ghost fire, and then it melted into a golden sky, covering it without a doubt, locking everything!
Luo Xuanyi could peer inward. The golden sky was clearly a physical object, yet within her consciousness, it was incomparably transparent. She saw a sky where the sun and moon alternated, drifting golden clouds. Everything seemed like a miniature of a sky dyed golden. Enveloped by this false sky, Luo Xuanyi's treacherous cultivation instincts suddenly resonated, the murderous intent suppressed beneath the remnants of her human rationality erupting!
How could the original will-o'-the-wisp fire that had been running rampant in his body accept being confined? A blue phantom flame suddenly erupted, a vast blaze burning towards the sky, illuminating the entire sea of consciousness with an incomparable clarity!
Break it, break it!
Kill it, kill this false sky!
Pure, transparent will-o'-the-wisp flames filled the sky, constantly shifting and releasing a powerful pressure. However, Luo Xuanyi's murderous intent was not intimidated. The flames melted the entire sky into countless golden suspensions, piercing through the sky!
The sky is broken!
As the sky broke, countless golden droplets suddenly burst into a strong and holy light. Countless lines emerged on the surface of the pure gold, forming countless non-repetitive complex patterns. Waves of mysterious Taoist energy spread out and then disappeared into the droplets.
The gold dimmed, like stars disappearing into the gray mist. Countless droplets turned an inconspicuous gray, floating around the original will-o'-the-wisp, moving in a regular pattern, forming circles of gray beads.
Even though the will-o'-the-wisp flames were hot and bright, they showed no signs of being lit.
These are formations that have been passed down by our ancestors in history. They have transformed into silent stars, and every time a formation is learned, the corresponding star will be lit up.
In other words, without these stars, even if you study for hundreds or thousands of years, you will never be able to learn the formation.
This was the foundation of Luo Xuanyi's formation path. With a main flag and a formation flag, she officially opened up the formation path and embarked on the road of exploration.
"congratulations."
Luo Xuanyi trembled all over, and suddenly realized that she had escaped from the illusion of the ancient battlefield and returned to the Peach Blossom Land.
The peach blossoms, with their sweet, honey-like fragrance, were shrouded in a riot of color, without a trace of blood. The ground was covered in lush green grass and blossoms, and the breeze rustled the empty wooden barrels, making a slight, hollow sound.
Only a few petals stained slightly blood-red confirmed that the bloody mess on the ground had ever existed.
No, there is one more thing, and that is the formation flag in Luo Xuanyi's hand.
Second update~ Sister Yi is finally on the right track in her cultivation. If she doesn't fix her skill tree, it's going to be too late to save her~
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