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Chapter 6178 As if entering a wasteland
Yun Yao followed behind him, her heart filled with increasing shock, even a feeling of unreality.
He realized that David’s understanding of boundaries was extraordinary.
Those seemingly airtight and flawless boundaries always have a slight gap in their path.
He always managed to take advantage of that small gap and easily slip in, as if that lightning bolt, powerful enough to kill even a Celestial Realm expert, was just a gentle gust of wind.
Even when he occasionally touched the edge of the formation, he would simply flick his finger, and the originally powerful lightning bolt would obediently pass through them like a docile snake, instead striking the open ground in the distance and raising a cloud of dust.
“Young master, how… how can you be so familiar with the boundaries of this temple?”
Finally, he couldn’t help but ask, his voice trembling slightly with tension and shock, “This Nine Heavens and Ten Earths God-Killing Formation was a project that took the Divine Hall a hundred years to complete, and was jointly established by the three Grand Elders of the True Immortal Realm.”
Even disciples within the temple cannot easily pass without special permission. Even an elder must tread with extreme caution.
David didn’t look back, his steps remained light, as if he were walking on a flat road instead of a bottomless cliff.
“I’m not familiar with that. This restriction is too harsh,” David said dismissively.
Yun Yao’s lips twitched, and she almost choked on her own saliva.
Too harsh?
This is the mountain protection formation that the entire Sacred Region of Light is proud of!
Throughout the Fourteenth Heaven, countless forces tried to imitate it but failed to find the right method.
Many influential individuals have tried to infiltrate the region but all failed, some even perishing within its walls, leaving no trace behind.
However, according to David, it became “too rough”?
He suddenly realized that he knew too little about David.
What secrets is this seemingly young man hiding?
Who is he really?
Why did he treat even the temple’s most important secrets as child’s play?
Could he be a reclusive formation expert?
“Young Master,”
Yun Yao took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, but the doubts in her heart grew stronger. “Since you could break the boundaries so easily, why did you go up and ask? Wouldn’t it have been better to just go up? Why go through the trouble and arouse the other party’s suspicion?”
David paused for a moment and turned to glance at her.
Deep meaning radiated from those eyes, as if holding endless calculations.
“It was just a trial. I wanted to see if the temple was as good as it was rumored to be.”
He paused for a moment, then continued, “If I can really enter openly from the front, that means there might be a big problem inside the temple, or they are deliberately luring us in, waiting for their prey to walk right into their trap.”
Now it seems like their vigilance is high, their front defense is tight, but this vulnerability on the flank reveals their arrogance. They believed no one could penetrate their formation, leaving this sole blind spot.
Hearing that, Yun Yao couldn’t help but feel goosebumps.
It turns out, what just happened was a test.
The young master’s cunning was truly unexpected.
“arrogant?”
Yun Yao repeated her words, still looking a bit confused.
“Yes, arrogance.”
David sneered, his voice carrying extremely clearly in the mountain breeze, “They think their formation is unmatched, but they don’t know that the cycles of heaven and earth are cyclical, and everything will reverse when it reaches its extreme.”
The more one strives for perfection, the easier it is to leave flaws in the details. These flaws can only be discovered by those who truly understand the essence of the formation. In their eyes, everyone else is foolish, and only they are supreme—this is a path to certain death.
As they spoke, the two had reached the edge of the mountain peak.
David stopped and hid behind a large blue-grey rock, peering through the cracks in the rock towards the palace complex at the top of the mountain.
The sight before her made Yun Yao gasp in shock.
The temple’s architecture is even more magnificent and spectacular than what can be seen from the foot of the mountain, exuding opulence and power in every aspect.
In the center is a large temple, built entirely of white jade of an unknown type.
The jade emitted a soft, milky white glow under the sunlight, as if it possessed a sacred quality that made people afraid to look directly at it.
The palace’s roof was adorned with countless luminous pearls. These pearls were no ordinary gemstones, but specially refined “spirit-gathering pearls.”
The arrangement follows the shape of a certain star map, refracting bright light under the sun, making the entire temple look like a heavenly palace, with auspicious clouds everywhere.
Surrounding the temple are dozens of side halls of varying sizes, each with carved beams and painted rafters, radiating an extraordinary aura.
The eaves and supports are carved with various patterns of mythological creatures, including phoenixes with outstretched wings, majestic unicorns, and fierce dragons.
These statues are so lifelike, as if they could come to life at any moment, guarding this sacred temple.
At that time, hundreds of cultivators gathered in the square in front of the temple.
These people were dressed in different styles; some wore fine clothes and were clearly from prominent families, with extraordinary bearing.
Some of them were dressed in rags, with pale skin, looking like down-on-their-luck wandering monks, their eyes filled with fatigue.
But they all had one thing in common: their eyes were filled with longing and tension, as if they were about to face the judgment of fate.
They lined up in a long line and walked one by one towards the large stone monument in the middle of the square.
The stone slab was three zhang tall, completely black, and covered with intricate runes, emitting a faint cold aura.
Whenever someone walked towards the stone slab, two temple disciples, dressed in white robes, stood there to watch, their expressions indifferent, like great gods observing the ants below.
The test is simple: place your hand on a stone slab.
The runes on the stone slab would then flicker, displaying different lights.
Some are cyan, representing inferior lineages; some are purple, representing intermediate lineages; and some are gold, representing superior lineages.
The color of the light determines their fate.