In just a moment, Mo Hua had calculated a small segment of Five Elements Formation Patterns.
Having done the calculations, then what?
Mo Hua frowned slightly and released his Divine Sense to sense these Formation Patterns.
These Formation Patterns were not static.
Neither were they fixed.
The lines of these Formation Patterns, resembling ink marks, seemed to be alive.
The Divine Sense could control and change their patterns.
Mo Hua hesitated for a moment before controlling a small part of the Formation Patterns with his Divine Sense, altering their shapes and twisting the Formation’s setup.
He made the Formation’s setup comply with the Calculation Method he had deduced.
The instant the Formation setup changed, the Formation Patterns transformed.They stopped spreading.
Not only that, they began to shrink and condense.
As if time were reversing, the Formation Patterns retraced their spread the way they had extended before.
Mo Hua’s spirits lifted.
This method was feasible!
To untie the bell, the person who tied it must be the one to untie it.
The "Source Pattern" of the Five Elements Sect still required the "Calculation" of the Five Elements Sect to contain it.
Without delay, Mo Hua immediately pushed his Divine Sense to the limit, and like the ancestors of the Five Elements Sect who deduced the Formation Flow, he also gradually incorporated these Formation Patterns into one, calculating it into "Source."
It was only a small step, but it was the first step in calculating the Great Dao.
The Formation Patterns gradually shrank...
The Source Pattern suddenly trembled incessantly, its five-colored eyes and fierce patterns revealing anger.
Could there still be someone?
The ancestors of the Five Elements Sect were all dead.
It had not expected that, thousands of years later, there would still be someone who mastered the Calculation Method that could suppress its Formation Patterns! ṙâNꝋᛒĘȿ
The Source Pattern "stared" fixedly at Mo Hua.
From within its eyes flowed more and more dense Formation Patterns.
But Mo Hua’s calculations became more and more adept.
His understanding of the Five Elements Formation was unlike that of ordinary cultivators. Within the scope of the First-grade Formation Method, even if he was not comparable to the ancestors of the Five Elements Sect, he would not be far behind.
Furthermore, he now had the peak Divine Sense of the Foundation Establishment Thirteen Stripes.
With the aid of Heaven Yan Jue, Mo Hua’s calculation speed was extremely fast.
Within his Sea of Consciousness, Formation Patterns spread and gathered simultaneously, with two opposing forces deadlocked.
Mo Hua calculated faster and faster, and during this time, his understanding of the secret Calculation Methods of the Five Elements Sect deepened, becoming increasingly proficient in its application.
Finally, the spreading speed of the Source Pattern could not keep up with Mo Hua’s calculation speed.
The spreading Formation Patterns began to retrace.
Mo Hua calculated bit by bit, gradually incorporating them.
Like a small fisherman, pulling in the net, scooping up all the fish that leaped out of the pond...
The Formation Patterns gradually contracted and eventually gathered together, transforming into one and recondensing, sealed within the Source Pattern.
The Five Elements Source Pattern’s eyes dimmed, its luster retracted.
The puppet-like Five Elements Fierce Ghost also became motionless.
Inside the Sea of Consciousness, all became much quieter suddenly.
Mo Hua sat down on the ground and took a long breath.
In a short time, he had calculated a great number of Five Elements Formation Patterns, which was utterly exhausting.
But fortunately, he had curbed the proliferation of the Five Elements Source Pattern.
Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to rest when he suddenly felt a sinking feeling. Looking up, he saw the Five Elements Fierce Ghost cracking inch by inch, seemingly unable to withstand the immense burden with this shell of Divine Thought.
At the same time, a layer of blackness covered the five-colored eyes of the Five Elements Source Pattern.
The five Source Patterns slowly protruded.
It seemed as if something was about to break free from its shackles, emerging from within the eyes...
Mo Hua felt a terrifying presence.
This was an extremely strong and evil Divine Thought.
It even somewhat resembled a high-grade Taoist Demon...
This Divine Thought was immensely powerful.
And it held deep malice towards Mo Hua.
Just revealing a hint of its presence caused Mo Hua’s Divine Thought to waver, his emotions to become unstable, and even caused his Sea of Consciousness to ache sharply, with a vague sense of shattering...
"This Source Pattern wants to shatter my Sea of Consciousness?" Mo Hua was shocked.
At that moment, an ancient and profound aura suddenly emerged.
This ancient aura filled Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness and also enwrapped his Divine Thought, seeming to protect him, not allowing outer evil to harm him.
In the center of the Sea of Consciousness, the Taoist Stele stood tall and imposing, profound as an abyss and vast as the cosmos, suppressing all evil spirits!
The strange and terrifying presence vanished in an instant!
The moment the Taoist Stele appeared, the Five Elements Source Pattern, seeing the "ghost," shook violently, its Formation Patterns trembling like pupils.
It immediately recoiled, concealing all its presence and generating some Formation Patterns to restore the hands and feet of the Five Elements Fierce Ghost, then tried to flee!
Mo Hua was furious.
"Trying to run?!"
Bearing the pain, he scrunched up his little face and, using the Water Passing Step, approached the Five Elements Fierce Ghost in a few rapid movements, reaching out to grab at its five eyes!
His body was imbued with the aura of the Taoist Stele.
The Source Pattern was startled and immediately "closed its eyes," contracting into the Fierce Ghost’s forehead.
But it was still a step too late.
Mo Hua was quick-eyed and quick-handed, grabbing it directly.
The Source Pattern was furious and about to resist.
But with the protection of the Taoist Stele on Mo Hua, the aura was frightening, and as soon as the Source Pattern "opened its eyes," it immediately shrank back in fear, closing them tightly again.
Mo Hua scornfully said, "Cowardly bone!"
The Source Pattern trembled, angry but not daring to open its eyes.
After suppressing the "Source Pattern," the Taoist Stele slowly disappeared into Mo Hua’s Sea of Consciousness again.
It seemed the minor scuffle was not something the Taoist Stele wanted to bother with; Mo Hua himself was to resolve it.
But the Source Pattern tried to bully the "small" with its "size," and that it would not allow.
With the backing of the Taoist Stele, Mo Hua straightened his back.
He held the palm-sized Five Elements Source Pattern in his hand, rubbing, pinching, and tugging at it, fiercely venting his anger.
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