Library of Heaven’s Path - Chapter 2085

He could sense that the needle was spinning relentlessly, unable to stop at all.

This situation was either due to the spiritual energy being too chaotic or too stable. The density of the spiritual energy in the surroundings was exactly the same.

Spiritual energy is similar to water flow. While the water in a dry well can be calm and still, as long as someone or something enters it, it will inevitably produce some kind of ripple …

Zhang Xuan’s thoughts flashed across his mind, as if sparks flying in the air.

The spiritual energy before me hasn’t changed at all since I entered it. This can only mean one thing. Either the spiritual energy here is too bizarre, or … the spiritual energy I’m sensing is wrong! This Confinement Formation is giving me the illusion that I’m unable to discern the difference in spiritual energy!

Even though he had never seen this formation before, the books and knowledge regarding formations that he had collected on the Master Teacher Continent and the Azure surfaced in his mind. Things that were incomprehensible to others were not difficult for him at all.

“Seal my senses!”

Knowing that the greatest effect of a Confinement Formation was to affect a cultivator’s senses, Zhang Xuan shut his eyes tightly and sealed his senses.

In an instant, he felt as if he had entered a place of darkness. He could not see or hear anything, and even his consciousness had fallen into a deep slumber.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Xuan felt as if he could ‘see’ a water leak in front of him.

The water leak wasn’t too big, and the water inside dripped onto the ground, producing a dripping sound.

“This is it!”

Zhang Xuan exclaimed. Instead of moving, a sword cry sounded from his dantian, and the Gods’ Sword Intent that had fused with his body leaped out. With a slight jolt, it morphed into a massive sword that pierced through the heavens and fell upon the water leak.

Hula!

The pitch-black curtain was sliced away, and light returned to Zhang Xuan’s sight.

Opening his eyes, Zhang Xuan saw countless torches blazing in the previously pitch-black hall, illuminating the area as if it was daytime.

“This Confinement Formation is indeed trapping one’s inner heart …”

Exhaling deeply, Zhang Xuan knew that he had made the right gamble.

This kind of spell formation would completely trap a person. Not even their soul would be able to escape. There was only one way to break it. What they saw, what they heard, and what they probed with their divine sense, they didn’t believe it at all. They sealed off their six senses and used the purest sense in their hearts to search.

It had nothing to do with one’s understanding of formations. As long as one’s heart was pure and one’s state of mind was strong, one would be able to discover it very quickly and break it.

In other words, even if the trapped person knew nothing about formations, they would still be able to successfully break the formation just like him.

“To be able to break the [Heart Execution Array] in less than a tenth of the allotted time, your cultivation and mental state must be pretty good. You’re already qualified to enter the second level!”

Kong Shi’s voice sounded again.

A flight of stone stairs suddenly appeared.

“Heart Execution Formation? Qualified? What are you doing? ”

Zhang Xuan was confused.

He thought that since the other party had already guessed that he would be teleported over through the altar, he would surely have made preparations beforehand and ambushed countless Semi-Divinity realm experts to kill him. Yet, who could have thought that it would be a formation and a second level?

What the hell was this guy doing?

The surroundings were quiet. Still, no one answered.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Xuan walked up the stairs.

As soon as he set foot on the first step, he immediately felt a unique pressure pressing down on him, as if it was trying to expel his soul from his body.

“It must have been brought here by the gods …”

Zhang Xuan’s eyebrows shot up as he continued walking forward.

The power before him left him feeling a sense of helplessness. It felt as if he was being suppressed by his bloodline and the food chain.

It was similar to how the legs of an ordinary human would tremble before a roaring tiger.

It came from the depths of one’s soul, making it impossible for one to hide from it.

However, to Zhang Xuan, it was nothing at all.

Weng!

The pendant hanging in front of his chest released a warm sensation, and the pressure immediately dissipated without a trace. Slowly advancing forward, Zhang Xuan soon arrived at the second level of the room.

It was a spacious hall, and there were eight paintings hanging on the walls of the room. They were arranged in an Eight Trigrams Formation, as if they were trying to suppress something.

Zhang Xuan took a look at them.

There were eight people in the painting. Some of them were wielding swords, some were wielding sabers, some were wielding metal whips, and some were wielding metal hammers.

Even before walking up to the paintings, Zhang Xuan could already feel the pressure pressing down on him through the paintings, making him feel as if he was standing on the edge of a blade.

“These paintings aren’t of high standard, but the painter is extremely powerful. Even though it’s just a few simple strokes, it’s able to infuse the essence of the subject into it. Even a Semi-Divinity realm pinnacle expert wouldn’t be able to withstand it … ”

Zhang Xuan had already become a Nine Star painter back on the Master Teacher Continent. While his comprehension of painting might not be on par with Kong Shi, it was definitely not too far off.

The painting before him was simple and crude. Even on the Master Teacher Continent, most 3-star painters would have been able to draw it. However, the essence and power harnessed within it was not something that a 3-star painter would be able to pull off.

In fact, even Zhang Xuan might not be able to pull it off.

“Could this be the work of the gods?”

Most likely, only the work of the gods would be able to imbue such immense power onto ordinary paper, allowing it to retain such incredible might even after so many years.

Of the eight paintings, six of them were colored. One of them had turned dull, reminiscent of a black-and-white photograph, and the last one had lost half of its color. It was hard to tell whether it was due to the lack of time to paint it back then or some other reason.

After looking at the paintings for a while longer, Zhang Xuan was unable to find any useful clues, and before Kong Shi’s voice could be heard, he could only walk over to one of the paintings.

If he wanted to leave this place, it had to do with these paintings. He had to find a way to unravel the mystery behind them.

The painting before him depicted a muscular man with eyes as large as copper bells. The man wielded a metal hammer in his hands, and he seemed to possess immense strength.

After a moment of hesitation, Zhang Xuan reached out and touched the painting.

Hu!

Zhang Xuan’s figure vanished from the spot, and he appeared in an extremely vast wilderness.

This place was completely white. There was no grass, no vegetation, and no walls. It felt as if he was in a dream.

“Let’s do it!”

Zhang Xuan raised his head and saw the man in the painting. The man was wielding two massive metal hammers in his hands, and he was looking at him coldly.

“Did I … enter the painting?”

Zhang Xuan was stunned.

The other party was the man in the painting. He did not think that he would end up entering the painting as well, becoming a part of it.

“Why should I make a move?”

Zhang Xuan frowned. He had no idea why he would enter the painting.

He had no idea why he would enter the painting, and why he would make a move.

“If you don’t make a move, you’ll be trapped here forever!”

Zhang Xuan harrumphed coldly. Regardless of whether Zhang Xuan agreed to it or not, the hammers in the other party’s hands danced furiously as they smashed down on him.

Before the other party could even reach him, Zhang Xuan’s body stiffened, and cold sweat dripped down from his forehead.

The strength of the man in the painting had actually surpassed that of the Semi-Divinity realm cultivator who had self-destructed earlier. In fact, he was even stronger than Kong Shi!

“A god …”

In an instant, Zhang Xuan realized that even if the man before him was not a true god, he was not too far from it.

Raising his hand, Zhang Xuan was just about to draw his sword when he realized that he had lost his connection with his storage ring. Unknowingly, two massive hammers identical to the other party’s had appeared in his hand.

Not expecting the painting to have a restriction on weapons, Zhang Xuan’s face twitched in horror. “I’ve never practiced hammers before …”

He had practiced swordsmanship, spear art, and saber art, but he had never come into contact with hammers before.

But before he could finish his thoughts, the other party had already arrived before him, and the hammers came crashing down with deafening rumbles.

Strength was the key to an attack with a hammer. Even though it was not as agile as a sword, it felt as if one would have no choice but to block it.

Zhang Xuan took a step back to dodge the attack as he thought anxiously, I guess I’ll have to learn it now …

Even though he was not familiar with hammer-related battle techniques at the moment, he had read many manuals regarding hammer-related battle techniques from the Master Teacher Continent to the Azure. All this while, he had been storing them in the Library of Heaven’s Path.

Since he could only use hammer-related battle techniques in the painting, he might as well learn it.

“Compile!”

Gathering all of the hammer-related battle techniques in the Library of Heaven’s Path together, Zhang Xuan willed.

A brand-new book materialized before his eyes, and with a light tap, knowledge flowed into his mind.

While using the Library of Heaven’s Path frequently would produce a grayish aura, he could not care less at this critical juncture.

He could find a way to deal with that in the future, but if he didn’t use it now, he might just end up being pummeled to death by the fellow before him.

While the heavens were sealed, the Library of Heaven’s Path was still there. It was just that it was unable to peer into the flaws of other artifacts, but it was still a piece of cake for him to compile the correct cultivation technique manuals.

While dodging, Zhang Xuan studied the Heaven’s Path Hammer Art. In just a few breaths, he had managed to assimilate the Heaven’s Path Hammer Art into his own knowledge.

Due to his deep understanding of the hammer art, Zhang Xuan’s aura abruptly changed. In an instant, it felt as if he had turned into an unsheathed sword, sharp and cold.

Peng peng peng peng!

As the hammers collided with one another, Zhang Xuan’s hand felt a little numb. However, the other party did not manage to gain the upper hand either, so his offense slowed down.

“At this rate, even if I run out of zhenqi, I might not be able to win. I have to think of another way …”

Even though the other party was just a character in a painting, his strength was comparable to that of the gods. After his breakthrough, Zhang Xuan was still able to stand against the other party. However, it would not be easy for him to achieve victory. On the contrary, if the battle were to continue, he would eventually lose due to overexertion!

After all, as long as the other party remained in the painting, he would be able to wield boundless strength. On the other hand, Zhang Xuan was different. No matter how much he accumulated, there would come a time when he would run out of zhenqi.

“The other party’s hammer art is even more profound than my Heaven’s Path Hammer Art. If I can incorporate it into my battle technique, I should be able to achieve victory …”

A thought surfaced in Zhang Xuan’s mind.

Even though he had learned the Heaven’s Path Hammer Art, he was still slightly lacking compared to the other party. It wouldn’t be easy for him to achieve victory … unless he managed to learn the other party’s moves as well.

Then, he would be able to fuse the two together to create an even more powerful battle technique!

With such thoughts in mind, Zhang Xuan hurriedly turned his gaze over.

Hu hu hu hu!

The other party’s hammers continued crushing down on him, and Zhang Xuan committed every single move to memory.

After exchanging a hundred blows, a bizarre glint flashed across Zhang Xuan’s eyes.

“His hammer art only has … twelve moves in total? Are the other moves actually derived from the twelve moves?”