The Quest for Immortality

But once he touched that group, the fog representing ”unknown,” the prophecy suddenly shattered, causality broke apart, everything turned into blue smoke and dissipated.

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart and immediately did not hesitate. He quickly burned all the mediums used for ”divination” to the ground, leaving no trace, only then was he relieved.

After that, Mo Hua fell into deep contemplation again.

The divination just now was calculated from ”cause” to ”effect,” predicting the future he would witness.

In this fragment of causality, he indeed found secrets and saw some ”unknown” causality, and his expression was shocked.

But the problem is...

”What on earth is this unknown causality?”

”How exactly did I make myself discover this ’unknown’ causality?”

”Since I discovered it, it must be within the scope of my knowledge and ability...”

Mo Hua furrowed his brows deeply and continued to ponder.

”That dark room earlier, it looked somewhat familiar, it seemed to be... Mr. Witch’s secret chamber?”

”The lighting patterns, are they the monster patterns in the secret chamber?”

”In that case, the location of the unknown fog corresponds exactly to... that empty altar?!”

Altar!

Mo Hua suddenly understood.

No wonder he felt that he had forgotten something or overlooked something.

Generally speaking, as someone who is a Half-step God, Mo Hua is very sensitive to altars. Even if it’s an empty altar, he wouldn’t miss it and would carefully study it.

But in the secret chamber, he was unconsciously or deliberately ”ignoring” the altar.

”Something’s not right...”

Mo Hua immediately set off, his figure flowing like water, heading to the forbidden area of Canglang Mountain, bypassing the mountain paths, and entered the secret chamber.

The surroundings of the secret chamber were very quiet, with not a single person from the Canglang Sect.

This was specifically instructed by Mo Hua to Sect Master Zhao, not to let others approach the surroundings of the secret chamber.

Sect Master Zhao did very well.

Mo Hua directly stepped into the secret chamber.

Inside the secret chamber, everything remained unchanged.

Of course, because Mo Hua had ”looted” it once before, it was empty, with nothing there.

What remained were only the scattered monster patterns on the ground and the empty altar.

Mo Hua swept through with Divine Sense, not noticing any anomalies.

The altar was indeed empty.

At least...

”At the current level of causality, it is ’empty’...”

This thought emerged, causing Mo Hua’s heart to tremble.

He examined the surroundings and recalled the scenes predicted by the divination. Comparing them, he discovered the one and only difference.

”Formation.”

The current formation in the secret chamber was dim and incomplete.

But in the divination’s predicted scenes, the formation was lit.

That means, at some point in the future, he activated the formation and thus saw the unknown causality.

Formation...

Mo Hua carefully examined the formation, mentally calculating, and then his expression slightly froze.

These monster patterns were not of high standard, chaotic and fragmented, he didn’t take them seriously at all.

Previously, Mo Hua only glanced at them briefly, then ceased to pay attention.

But now, upon closer inspection, he found that within these seemingly chaotic monster patterns, there was a hidden mystery.

”The monster patterns are fragmented, of various types, with eagle patterns, tiger patterns, snake patterns, deer patterns, bull patterns...”

”This is... the method of Ten Thousand Demons Transforming into Dragon?”

”Moreover, it’s another system, a variant and return of Ten Thousand Demons Transforming into Dragon, sharing the same origin as the Great Wilderness Heritage, but the dragon transformed is not the Azure Dragon...”

Mo Hua’s heart sank, and his expression turned serious.

Ten Thousand Demons Transforming into Dragon involves extracting the essence of monster patterns to merge into one, transforming into Dragon Formation Pattern.

This is a method of ”creating dragons.”

One of the cores of Mr. Tu’s plot in the Qian Learning State Boundary was in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, raising monster cultivators to use them as materials to test the Four Symbols Monster Pattern and then use the monster patterns to ”assemble” and refine a true ”Dragon Pattern.”

This is what ”creating dragons” is about.

This method of returning and refining the formation patterns for creating dragons piqued Mo Hua’s interest, and he has been continuously studying and researching it.

But this is not something that can be achieved overnight; it is difficult to see results in a short time.

He has not yet learned to truly rely on his formation skills to ”create” a Dragon Pattern himself.

Mo Hua focused his eyes, examining the scattered Ten Thousand Demons Transforming into Dragon Formation Patterns on the ground again, silently breathed a sigh of relief.

”Fortunately, there’s no need to really ’create a dragon’...”

Thinking about it, indeed, such methods of creating dragons are known to very few people.

To date, other than himself, only Mr. Tu knew.

However, Mr. Tu is dead, obliterated into ashes by the Large Formation.

In the whole world, those with this skill are likely only countable on one’s fingers.

The monster patterns before his eyes do not need to ’create a dragon’ to unlock them, but are more like a ”Dragon Pattern Formation Lock.”

Different monster patterns are like different pieces of a ”puzzle.”

Only by assembling the monster patterns into a Dragon Pattern can the formation lock be unlocked, restoring the formation.

This formation puzzle has an existing ”key.”

Without using the ”key” to decipher it, it’s actually very difficult, requiring a deep foundation in Four Symbols Monster Patterns, familiarity with various types of monster patterns, and knowledge of the connections and changes between monster patterns.

But this is regarding other Formation Masters.

For Mo Hua, who has been attempting to return and refine monster patterns to ”create” Dragon Patterns, it’s instead a piece of cake.

Mo Hua first closed the secret chamber door, with a finger pointed, sealing the door with formation to prevent energy leakage.

Only then did he start, calculating in his mind, filling in the monster patterns.

Droplets of ink swirled around his fingertips, condensing into streams, then obediently floated in the air, meandered to the ground, condensing into one pattern after another, each with a different shape of monster pattern.

Be it a fierce tiger, a greedy wolf, a Cang Ying, or a great python...

The fragmented monster pattern formation, under Mo Hua’s attention, was being completed one pattern after another at a speed visible to the naked eye.