Ling Chuxi had heard of an array board before. In fact, it was an extremely compressed array that could be used for both defense and attack. It had the same principle as the array techniques set up by the Golden elixir sect. However, the requirements to inscribe formation disks were extremely high. Without sufficient strength and understanding of formation techniques, it was impossible to create a formation disk, so it had long since been lost.
"What's this formation plate for?" Ling Chuxi asked curiously. She had a feeling that this formation disk wasn't as simple as it seemed. The reason why Ling Gusong stood up for the Cold Moon Palace must be because of this formation disk fragment.
"Strictly speaking, this formation disk is only a part of an ancient formation, but it's a very crucial part. Without this formation disk, the ancient formation will have flaws and become unstable. Once the formation is broken, the entire human race will face a catastrophe. Except for a few experts, most people will die. Not only the countries on the continent, but even the sects and sage realm will be plunged into misery and suffering." Ye Wentian said in a serious tone.
Ling Chuxi looked at ye Wentian in surprise. She suddenly realized that the fragment of the array plate in her hand had become unusually heavy.
"I also know about this. Back then, the war between the various races caused the continent to fall apart and form different spaces. However, every space was unstable, with the human space being the most serious. However, the formation experts back then were ten times, a hundred times stronger than they are now. Countless formation experts worked hard and set up an ancient formation at the risk of their lives to maintain the balance of the space. The current level of the sage realm's formation technique is so low. It's also related to the death of those formation technique experts. " Huangfu qingjue said.
"That's right. With the wisdom of the formation elders, this ancient formation could ensure the peace of the human race for hundreds of millions of years. Unfortunately, ten thousand years after the formation was set up, one of the formation discs accidentally shattered. Because the formation was set up so exquisitely, the formation disc did not show any signs of damage after it was destroyed, so no one thought of repairing it. Of course, because those formation elders died, even if the later generations wanted to repair it, they would not have the ability.
In the blink of an eye, another ten thousand years had passed. The number of people who knew about this ancient formation was getting smaller and smaller, and even fewer people knew that the formation plate had shattered. Moreover, after so many years of peace, no one took this matter to heart. It wasn't until twenty years ago when the sun and moon shone together that we realized the danger. With our current level of formation skills, we naturally couldn't repair the formation, so we thought of looking for the fragments of the formation plate to repair the ancient formation.
While we were searching, we discovered that there were others who were also looking for it, and they had already started many years ago. " Ye Wentian's expression became extremely serious.
"You mean, other than the sage realm, there are others who want to repair the ancient formation?" Ling Chuxi asked, but she had some doubts in her heart. Other than these experts of the sage realm, who else had such ability?
"If it's really to repair the ancient formation, then it's fine. What if he's not? what if he's looking for the formation plate fragments to stop us from repairing the formation?" Ye Wentian replied.
"Who would do such a thing? doesn't he know the consequences?" Ling Chuxi sucked in a breath of cold air. What ye Wentian said was not without reason. Finding the fragments of the array plate might not be to repair the Grand array. It might be to prevent others from repairing the Grand array.
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