Chapter 102: Eight Trigrams Seal-Heaven Formation

Standing on the square outside the black hall, Wang Ping's face still bore a trace of shock; he had just unleashed the Diamond Pestle, intending only to escape danger, but it directly cleaved a path of life for him.

Without hesitation, he quickly followed; this time he again witnessed the might of the Diamond Pestle.

Those formation lines were formed from heaven and earth's spiritual power, communicating the rules of heaven and earth, possessing immense power; unless one is an extremely high-level cultivator, it is hard to erase them.

But wherever Wang Ping's Diamond Pestle passed, those formation lines were all severed.

In the life-and-death moment, he hadn't thought much; now, coming to his senses, he couldn't help feeling astonished by the Diamond Pestle's strange property.

Placing the Diamond Pestle before him, Wang Ping's gaze lingered on that strange symbol.

While fleeing just now, he clearly saw that the Diamond Pestle was covered in patterns; when he rushed out again, those patterns mysteriously disappeared.

He knew the formation process of the Diamond Pestle perfectly; only the symbol that appeared on the bracelet when he entered Foundation Establishment, upgrading together with his spiritual root, was something he had never understood.

The Diamond Pestle is sharp, but it absolutely does not possess the strange ability to sever formation lines, even if those lines have been eroded for three thousand years and weakened by half.

What exactly is this symbol?

Why hasn't a similar symbol appeared on his spiritual root? Wang Ping also probed with his divine sense, but found nothing.

Regarding this, Wang Ping also felt helpless; he had a premonition that this symbol could not be understood through bitter cultivation alone.

"Lan Dao friend!"

Tie Lanshan's voice brought Wang Ping back from his reverie.

"I'm outside the black hall now!" Wang Ping replied.

"Hahaha! Good, Lan Dao friend, the hall is filled with layered formations; you must absolutely not enter. The key to activating the formations here is the door's closure! Remember! Stand far away and use spiritual power to push open the gate; then the formations will cease!"

Wang Ping asked doubtfully: "Is that really the case?"

No wonder Wang Ping would doubt; Tie Lanshan's performance all along has indeed been somewhat lackluster!

Tie Lanshan, inside the hall, hearing Wang Ping's words, felt his old face flush.

Wang Ye shrugged his shoulders beside them; Lan Ning, who always considered himself a formation genius, had been slapped in the face repeatedly today—a sight extremely rare.

Tie Lanshan glared at the stifled-laughing Wang Ye, then said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Lan Dao friend, don't worry; this hall should be a place that administers punishment. Normally, if not invaded by external enemies, closing the door automatically opens the formation, and opening the door automatically closes the formation!"

He glanced at the tightly shut black gate, sighed inwardly, "Old Tie, I'll trust you once more."

Afterwards he retreated to the edge of the square, controlling spiritual power to condense a pair of large hands, pushing the gate from afar.

Aside from being a bit heavy, it wasn't as hard to push as imagined.

Creak—!

The sound of the door opening echoed on the mountaintop, and Wang Ping's attention sharpened.

As the door opened wider, the thing he worried about did not happen.

And when the gate was fully opened, the flickering light outside the hall also faded—Tie Lanshan's words were correct!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Inside the hall suddenly flashed three lights—blue, gold, and red.

They were precisely Tie Lanshan, Master Liaoru, and Wang Ye.

Ten years have passed; Tie Lanshan and Liaoru have both successfully reached Foundation Establishment, though I don't know how Master Liaoru forged his Buddha Foundation.

Passing the two, Wang Ping turned his gaze to Wang Ye beside them, who had unexpectedly entered the second stage of Body Refinement.

The red aura surrounding his body is the outward manifestation of his extremely vigorous qi and blood.

Compared to Body Refinement, his qi cultivation remains at the Great Completion of Qi Cultivation.

However, with the qi and blood of second-stage Body Refinement, Wang Ye might still have a chance to assault Foundation Establishment even at a hundred years old.

He has plenty of time to strive for Foundation Establishment.

After looking over the three, Wang Ping felt a mixture of emotion and excitement.

While Wang Ping was sizing up the three, Tie Lanshan and his companions were also sizing up Wang Ping.

Ten years later, Wang Ping remains as youthful as an eighteen‑year‑old; although his looks are unremarkable, his calm, easygoing demeanor and fair, tender skin make it easy for people to overlook his appearance and be drawn to his temperament instead.

Especially that pair of unusually bright eyes, and the smile that suddenly curled at the corners of his mouth, lent him an irresistible charm.

Of course, as a male cultivator, he doesn't place much importance on so‑called appearance or temperament.

What concerns them most is the spiritual power fluctuation emanating from Lan Ming Dao friend—it is nothing like that of someone who has just entered Foundation Establishment!

Tie Lanshan's trio silently praised: No wonder Lan Ming Dao friend—such talent is truly rare in the world!

"Congratulations, Lan Ming Dao friend, on entering Foundation Establishment—from now on you've stepped onto the gate of longevity!" Tie Lanshan said, beaming with joy.

"Amitabha, the benefactor truly possesses Buddha nature, with profound wisdom roots!"

"Hahaha! Brother Wang, why is your Body Refinement still at the Great Completion? This makes me want to spar with you, though it feels like I'm bullying you!" Wang Ye exclaimed, ever wild and heroic.

Wang Ping smiled and said loudly: "Lan Ning Dao friend, Master Liaoru, Wang Dao friend, long time no see!"

"Long time no see, hahaha—actually, from now on it'll be normal for us to go decades without meeting." Tie Lanshan responded.

Wang Ping nodded, knowing Tie Lanshan made sense; they are now at most sixty years old, absolutely still part of the younger generation in the cultivation world, so it's natural to feel joy after a decade apart and reuniting.

But as cultivation time lengthens, having grown accustomed to life and death and experienced the vicissitudes, this feeling will gradually fade.

After a quarter hour, Wang Ping frowned, having listened to Tie Lanshan's account, and asked in disbelief:

"Does this place truly possess a fragment of the Formation Sect's inheritance?"

Tie Lanshan, Liaoru, and Wang Ye all nodded at the old man.

"Could it be that you, Dao friend, haven't noticed the strangeness of this place?" Tie Lanshan asked.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ping lowered his head in thought, recalling those formation lines; after ten breaths he raised his head and answered doubtfully:

"Those formation lines?"

Tie Lanshan nodded and said: "Not only those formation lines, but also a spatial sealing great formation that covers nearly a five‑hundred‑li radius; you, Dao friend, may not know that laying out such a grand formation is beyond the capability of ordinary Nascent Soul‑level sects."

Wang Ping's brows remained furrowed, still doubtful as he asked:

Even so, how can you be sure that this place contains part of the Formation Sect's inheritance?

After hearing Wang Ping's words, Tie Lanshan said mysteriously: "Fellow Daoist, you don't know; besides this relic, there are several other places that have opened themselves throughout the Western Droop region. They all belong to the Ancient Orchid Relics, and they all possess the same-sized Spatial Sealing Grand Formation. Their locations…"

Then he placed six spirit stones on the ground.

Then he marked the positions of the Three Kingdoms; looking at the pattern on the ground, although only six spots were marked, Wang Ping recognized this pattern and exclaimed in astonishment: "Eight Trigrams!"

Tie Lanshan said firmly: "Exactly, it's the Eight Trigrams. Although only six relics have opened so far, I am absolutely certain that two more relics will appear here, here; they might have already appeared!"

"The Formation Sect's Eight Trigrams Seal Heaven Formation!" Wang Ping blurted out.

Tie Lanshan's face turned red, his eyes brimming with excitement, as he said:

"Excellent, the Formation Sect's predecessors' famed Eight Trigrams Seal Heaven Grand Formation in the cultivation world is also a top-tier fifth-grade grand formation independently created by people of the lower realm, and it is infinitely close to a sixth-grade formation!"

"Amitabha Buddha! Seal Heaven! Seal Earth! Seal Spirit! Seal Consciousness! Seal Body, Seal Dao! Seal Fortune, Seal True Self! The Formation Sect's predecessors are truly extraordinary talents of the ages; I wish I could have lived in the same era to see their faces, and dying after that would be enough!" Master Liaoru showed a rare moment of emotion.

Wang Ye also said admiringly: "Since ancient times, the Four Grand Masters of formations, artifacts, pills, and talismans are the best; we wish we could see their faces!"