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Suppressing his excitement, Mo Wen's eyes were fixed on the constantly changing characters in mid-air. He had never seen the Tai Chi Xuantian Formation before; according to Old Lu, no one in this world had. Even during ancient times, very few had encountered this formation, which was why it only existed as a legend in the martial world. It was said that the Tai Chi Xuantian Formation was endlessly variable, with each transformation presenting a completely new array. In ancient times, those who could master this formation were exceptionally rare. The Tai Chi Xuantian Formation had only appeared once, when a major sect gathered tens of thousands to hunt down a single individual. That person set up the Tai Chi Xuantian Formation and slaughtered countless foes, with only a few managing to escape. This massacre gave rise to the legend of the Tai Chi Xuantian Formation in the martial world.
The stone tablet in mid-air continued to change; more accurately, various characters and symbols were shifting positions. Gradually, the circular patterns at the top of the two stone tablets began to converge towards the center, forming a black and white Yin Yang Fish eye. In the center of the Magic Circle, two Yin Yang Fish swirled around each other, while the surrounding characters and symbols started to shrink and arrange outward around the Yin Yang Fish pattern. The speed of change in the air gradually slowed down, and the character seals combined around the Yin Yang Fish from inside to outside without further alteration. When the last character seal was completed, the two originally fused stone tablets transformed into a circular Stone Disc, with the Yin Yang Fish pattern at its center.
The Stone Disc continued to glow, showing no signs of descending. At this moment, Mo Wen's mind was filled with confusion. Was this really the legendary Tai Chi Xuantian Formation? Although it was diverse in its transformations, it didn't seem to reach the boundless variety described in legends. Moreover, these changes seemed solely aimed at forming the current Stone Disc. Despite appearing simple and having focused intently on it, he realized he hadn't retained much information—only that the stone tablet had risen into mid-air and transformed into its present form. It seemed there was a reason why the Tai Chi Xuantian Formation had not been passed down through generations. Reflecting on Old Lu's expression back then, it seemed acceptable that he hadn't remembered much either; after all, with the Stone Disc in hand, he could still contemplate its mysteries later.
As he stared at the floating Stone Disc, Mo Wen's thoughts lingered on the Tai Chi Xuantian Formation. If only he could... Suddenly, without warning, the Stone Disc shot toward Bei Yin Mountain like a bolt of lightning. Watching it fly away, Mo Wen hurriedly chased after it. After enduring great hardships to bring two stone tablets here—no, it should be one—there was no way he would let this opportunity slip through his fingers.
While running, Mo Wen released his senses to lock onto the Stone Disc in mid-air. Fortunately, its speed wasn't too fast; however, as he pursued on foot across Bei Yin Mountain's rocky terrain, he found himself struggling. The ground was littered with stones; while larger boulders were manageable, those smaller rocks that were just right to trip over caused him several tumbles. Picking himself up and glancing at the stones beneath him, he realized now wasn't the time to dwell on them—the Stone Disc was his priority.
Looking at a massive rock ahead of him, Mo Wen pounded his chest and cried out in despair: "My Tai Chi Xuantian Formation! Wait for me!"
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