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"This is the path to the Azure Dragon Swallowing Heaven Formation's core," the Jester Old Man said in a deep and mysterious voice, as if it were coming from deep within the earth. "Only those who truly understand the mysteries of the formation can enter; otherwise, they will be torn to pieces by its power."
The Fat Man looked at the bottomless crack and felt an inexplicable chill rise within him. However, he quickly suppressed this feeling, straightened his chest, and said with determination, "Senior, I want to give it a try!"
The Jester Old Man gazed deeply at the Fat Man, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes. He nodded and said, "Good! You have courage! But I must remind you, the core is fraught with danger. If you are not fully prepared, it would be best not to attempt it lightly."
"I am ready!" The Fat Man replied firmly, without a trace of hesitation.
"Alright!" The Jester Old Man shouted, "Since you have made up your mind, go ahead! I will protect you from outside; just go boldly and fearlessly!"
Taking a deep breath, the Fat Man stepped forward and jumped into the bottomless crack without any hesitation.
After a dizzying spin, he felt as if an invisible force was lifting him, slowly causing him to descend. He struggled to open his eyes to see his surroundings but found himself in a chaotic void where nothing was visible.
After an unknown period of time, the Fat Man suddenly felt a lightness in his body and landed steadily on the ground. Looking around, he discovered he was in a massive cave illuminated by countless sparkling gems embedded in the ceiling, making it as bright as day.
In the center of the cave stood a towering stone tablet covered in dense carvings of runes that emitted an ancient and mysterious aura.
The Fat Man approached the stone tablet and carefully examined the runes. He felt that these symbols were familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before, but he couldn't recall where.
"Young man, do you understand?" Suddenly, an ancient voice echoed in his ear.
Startled, the Fat Man turned around abruptly but found no one behind him.
"Who? Who is speaking?" he asked warily.
"Hehe, I am right before you; can you not see me?" The ancient voice sounded again, this time coming from the direction of the stone tablet.
The chubby man quickly turned to look at the stone tablet, only to see the runes on it suddenly begin to flicker. A phantom figure slowly emerged from the tablet.
It was a hunched old man, with white hair and beard, dressed in a tattered gray robe. He exuded an aura of decay, as if he could turn into a pile of bones at any moment.
The chubby man stared at the old man before him, filled with shock and confusion. He tentatively asked, "You... Who are you?"
"I am the Spirit of the Formation of the Azure Dragon Swallowing Heaven Formation," the old man said slowly, his voice hoarse and deep, as if it came from the depths of hell.
Upon hearing this, the chubby man suddenly realized and quickly bowed respectfully, saying, "I pay my respects to you, senior."
"No need for such formalities," the Spirit of the Formation waved his hand, signaling the chubby man to rise. "You are quite impressive to have entered the heart of the formation by your own strength. It seems I did not misjudge you."
Feeling a bit embarrassed, the chubby man scratched his head and said, "Senior, you flatter me. I was just lucky."
"Luck is also a form of strength," the Spirit of the Formation replied lightly. "Do you know why I brought you here?"
The chubby man shook his head and said, "I do not know."
"I have guarded this place for thousands of years, and now I have finally waited for you," the Spirit of the Formation looked at him with a complex expression in his eyes. "You are the chosen one; only you can inherit my legacy and carry forward the Azure Dragon Swallowing Heaven Formation!"
"The chosen one? Inherit your legacy?" The chubby man's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the Spirit of the Formation, his voice trembling slightly. "Senior, you... you must be joking!"
The Spirit of the Formation shook his head and said seriously, "I never joke."
"But... but I'm just a useless person!" The chubby man said with a bitter smile. "I've been weak and sickly since childhood; I can't even wield a sword, let alone practice any formations. You... you must have mistaken me for someone else!"
Looking at the chubby man, a trace of barely noticeable disappointment flashed in his eyes. He sighed deeply and said, "It seems you still do not understand your mission..."
The chubby man asked in confusion, "Mission? What mission?"
The Spirit of the Formation did not directly answer the chubby man's question but turned to look at the top of the cave, his gaze deep and distant, as if he pierced through time and space to see the distant past.
"Young man, do you know the origin of the Azure Dragon Swallowing Heaven Formation?" the Spirit of the Formation slowly asked.
The chubby man shook his head and said, "I do not know, please enlighten me, senior."
The Spirit of the Formation withdrew his gaze and turned back to the chubby man, slowly saying, "This Azure Dragon Swallowing Heaven Formation was created in ancient times by a powerful sorcerer. Its power is enough to destroy heaven and earth; even in the realms of gods and demons, no one dares to underestimate its might."
"Is it really that powerful?" The chubby man was filled with shock upon hearing this.
"Indeed," the Spirit of the Formation nodded. "Back then, this powerful sorcerer waged a tremendous battle against the demon realm to protect the human realm. In the end, he sealed the demon army in an endless abyss with his own strength, and this Azure Dragon Swallowing Heaven Formation was key to that seal."
"I see," the chubby man said, enlightened.
"However," the Spirit of the Formation continued with a tone full of regret, "after sealing the demon army, this powerful sorcerer perished due to exhaustion of his powers. Before he died, he sealed all his life’s cultivation into the Azure Dragon Swallowing Heaven Formation and left behind a prophecy stating that one day a chosen one would inherit his legacy, unlock the Azure Dragon Swallowing Heaven Formation's seal, and completely eliminate the demon realm to restore peace to the human realm."
The chubby man listened intently. He looked at the Spirit of the Formation before him and asked, "Senior, are you... are you that powerful sorcerer?"
The Spirit of the Formation shook his head and said, "Old Man is not that powerful sorcerer; Old Man is merely a remnant soul left behind by him, tasked with guarding the Azure Dragon Swallowing Heaven Formation and waiting for the arrival of the chosen one."
The chubby man furrowed his brow and asked, "Then how do you know I am the chosen one?"
The Spirit of the Formation smiled and said, "Because only you can touch this stone tablet."
The chubby man lowered his head to look at his right hand resting on the stone tablet, only to discover that it was emitting a faint golden light, which was coming from the tablet itself.
He felt a stir in his heart and quickly withdrew his hand, watching as the golden light vanished along with it.
"What... what is happening?" he asked in surprise.
The Spirit of the Formation explained, "This stone tablet is made from Meteorite from Beyond, indestructible and impervious to fire and water. Moreover, it can sense the aura of the Chosen One. Only the Chosen One can touch it and gain its recognition."
The chubby man gazed at the stone tablet before him, filled with shock. He never expected that he truly was the legendary Chosen One!
"Kid, do you believe it now?" the Spirit of the Formation asked him.
Taking a deep breath, he nodded and said, "I believe, senior."
"Very good," the Spirit of the Formation nodded in satisfaction. "In that case, are you willing to inherit Old Man's legacy, break the seal of the Azure Dragon Swallowing Heaven Formation, and save all living beings?"
The chubby man hesitated for a moment before saying, "Senior, I would love to agree, but... but I don't know anything about formations, and... and my body..."
"You need not worry," the Spirit of the Formation interrupted him. "As long as you are willing, Old Man can impart all his knowledge to you. As for your body..."
At this point, the Spirit of the Formation suddenly paused. He looked up and down at the chubby man with a glint of cunning in his eyes and said, "Your body may be weak, but... Old Man has ways to help you transform it."
A sense of foreboding surged within the chubby man as an ominous feeling took hold of him.
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