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In the dead of night, Qin Tian opened the Soul Binding Demon Array, which had stirred excitement in the Right Eye World.
"What secrets are hidden in this book? Why is the Right Eye World so agitated this time when it has been unresponsive before?" Qin Tian wondered as he flipped through the intricate array diagram.
"Do you wish to become a Formation Master?"
At that moment, a voice emerged from his right eye. A sharp pain surged once more, but this time, Qin Tian had gained enough experience to remain composed.
"Who are you? Show yourself!" he said calmly.
Suddenly, a beam of golden light shot out from his right eye, and a figure materialized before him.
Having gained some understanding of the Right Eye World, Qin Tian was not overly surprised this time.
Before him hovered a man dressed in a blue robe with double pupils. However, he appeared quite weak.
"I am Qin Lieyang, the previous generation Ancient Martial God."
A flicker of emotion crossed his square face. It seemed that this title represented a glorious era worth reminiscing about.
"Mm."
Qin Tian felt a hint of surprise within, yet he remained calm and composed.
"Truly worthy of being my chosen successor, your intellect surpasses that of your peers. Are you willing to become a Formation Master?"
Qin Lieyang's handsome face was filled with a smile.
"Formation Master?"
In Qin Tian's mind, he recalled a master of formations who had been sent by his father to assist him during his youth when he led troops and hunted for power. Many times, faced with formidable enemies, if it weren't for that formation master, Northern Yan might have already fallen.
A powerful Formation Master, though unable to soar through the skies or burrow into the earth, could easily shift mountains and fill seas with a single formation, altering the course of battle.
However, in recent years, he had not encountered any other Formation Masters.
If it weren't for the person before him mentioning it, he might have forgotten about the existence of Formation Masters altogether.
"The path of formations can imprison dragons and slay gods, exterminating immortals and demons. A Formation Master may not be able to save lives like an Alchemist or enhance cultivation, but they can indeed move mountains and fill seas, achieving the impossible. Are you willing?"
"Can I trust you? What do you need me to do?"
Qin Tian surprisingly remained calm and suddenly asked.
"To maintain your composure at this moment makes me like you even more. I help you because I have something for you to assist me with. Rest assured, there is no free lunch in this world. I am an Ancient Martial God who has fallen from grace due to certain events. Your current cultivation cannot aid me much. However, in the future, when you become one of the most formidable beings in this world, I will naturally reveal everything you wish to know."
Qin Lieyang smiled slightly as he spoke.
"The most formidable being in this world? That sounds exceptionally challenging. But I also need this power for revenge. For now, I have no choice but to trust you, right?"
Qin Tian smiled lightly as he replied.
"Alright. You seek power for revenge, and I need your strength to fulfill my long-held wish, to step into the realm of the Peak Powerhouse. Then let us begin with the first step; I will teach you how to become an exceptional Formation Master."
Qin Lieyang took out a jade talisman from his bosom and tossed it in front of Qin Tian.
Picking it up, Qin Tian infused his consciousness into it. Suddenly, he found himself in a gray, misty world.
In this dimly lit expanse, there were vast mountains and rivers, permeated with a stench of blood.
Above the mountains and rivers, countless beasts surged forth, overwhelming in number.
At that moment, a figure slowly materialized before him.
Then, a hand waved gently, and countless beams of light flickered in the air, vanishing in an instant. Following that, the horde of beasts charged forward. Each beast possessed a level of cultivation that Qin Tian could not fathom.
This truly left Qin Tian in a state of panic.
However, what unfolded next astonished him even more.
The figure that had appeared earlier seemed unafraid of the endless beasts before them. With both hands forming seals, it continuously projected beams of light into the void.
Just as he thought it was too late,
the endless beasts had already reached him, and his movements came to an abrupt halt.
Then, as the leading beasts charged forward, blood-red lights suddenly flickered from where the figure had projected its beams. At the same time, the Nine-Headed Golden Dragon erupted from within him.
It surged into the formation, and then the countless beasts appeared to be bound as if they could not move at all.
Qin Tian watched in awe as the nine colossal dragons descended from above, roaring as they passed by.
Countless beasts turned to ashes in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the endless horde of beasts that had threatened to blot out the sun vanished within this formation.
As the myriad beasts dissipated, a sharp pain shot through Qin Tian's right eye, and everything before him faded into nothingness.
When he opened his eyes, a middle-aged man was smiling at him.
"This is your first creation. This Soul Binding Demon Array is indeed incomplete. However, its incompleteness goes beyond just the Sixfold Heaven's array diagram. To be precise, this formation is not called the Soul Binding Demon Array. It is known as the Nine Dragons Devouring the Sky Formation." Qin Lieyang said with a charming smile, pressing down with one hand, unleashing a tremendous aura that enveloped the wooden house.
"I have prepared everything for you. While you experiment with the formation here, no one outside will see or sense anything. Next, I will teach you the sub-array of the Nine Dragons Devouring the Sky Formation—the Soul Binding Demon Array. You must pay close attention. I will only teach it once. If you cannot learn it, then you and this formation are destined to be apart. I will not force you."
With that, Qin Lieyang slowed down and demonstrated the method of arranging the formation and the hand seals in their entirety.
Under the influence of Qin Tian's Double Pupil, he gradually comprehended and grasped the intricacies involved.
An hour later.
"Having practiced for so long, let me see you perform it once," Qin Lieyang said with a slight smile.
"Alright."
Qin Tian formed hand seals with both hands and began to mimic the method that Qin Lieyang had just demonstrated.
At first, Qin Lieyang showed little expression.
However, when this set of hand seals reached its conclusion, a look of surprise flashed across Qin Lieyang's face.
"Although I have the Double Pupil to assist me, being able to skillfully execute such complex hand seals within an hour is indeed a pleasant surprise. Not bad! It seems I have not chosen the wrong person."
Qin Lieyang nodded in satisfaction.
"Senior?" Qin Tian finally raised his head and asked decisively, "What exactly is the world within my right eye? And what about this Double Pupil?"
"Your Double Pupil is a gift I have given you. The Double Pupil is the inheritance of my clan, a manifestation of our innate talent. You have inherited our legacy, and if all goes well, in thirty thousand epochs, you will become the next Ancient Martial God. As for the world within your right eye, it is a great fortune I have bestowed upon you. Right now, you do not possess the strength to uncover its secrets, so do not dwell on it too much. Now, farewell. I need to rest. Remember, do not speak of me to anyone. Anyone!"
As his voice faded, his figure vanished, and the wooden cabin returned to its original state.
It was as if nothing had ever happened.
Qin Tian clenched his fists, a surge of desire rising within him that he hadn't felt in many years.
"Peak Powerhouse? I will achieve that!"
He lifted his head, and the Double Pupil manifested once more; this time, he felt no pain at all.
...
In the morning, at the wooden cabin.
Qin Tian had just finished his breathing exercises when he pushed open the door, intending to head to the Training Ground to continue his cultivation.
At that moment, a figure blocked Qin Tian's path.
Wu Kui.
"Waste! Our elder brother wants you to go to the Dueling Arena. Whether you go or not is up to you. But remember, Shen Tianming is in our hands."
Wu Kui waved his hand dismissively and arrogantly turned to leave.
However, unexpectedly, a fiery red hand suddenly pressed down on his shoulder.
An unprecedented force.
Bang!
Wu Kui did not anticipate that Qin Tian, who had previously outsmarted him, would now pin him directly to the ground. His knee half-kneeling on the ground nearly created a dent in the surface.
"What did you say? What happened to Tianming?"
A fierce glint flashed in Qin Tian's eyes, resembling a ferocious beast, which terrified Wu Kui to the core as he met his gaze.
"B-Brother, it's not what you think! I just came to deliver a message; I didn't touch him. Really, not even once!"
Wu Kui had never seen such a look before. Not even in his brother's eyes had he ever witnessed anything like it.
"I don't care how you did it! Take me to him!"
Qin Tian was usually calm and composed, but there was one thing he could not tolerate: harm coming to those closest to him.
After three years of training at the Xuan Yang Sword Sect, he had only one friend—Shen Tianming. When Wu Kui had pushed Shen Tianming earlier, it had ignited Qin Tian's fury. Now that Shen Tianming was in Wu Kui's brother's hands, his anger was even more intense.
"Alright." Wu Kui's face turned pale with fear; he was already panicking inside. This kid usually kept a low profile but became incredibly fierce at critical moments.
Xuan Yang Sword Sect, Dueling Arena.
Within the Xuan Yang Sword Sect, there were countless disciples, and the rules of the sect prohibited private duels among them.
Thus, the Dueling Arena was established by the ancestors. It served as a place where disciples could settle deep-seated grudges by signing a life-and-death agreement and determining their fates.
On that early morning, countless Outer Sect Disciples rushed to spread the news.
A piece of information spread like wildfire: Wu Kui's elder brother, Wu Lie, was coming out of seclusion today to challenge Shen Tianming.
Everyone knew that Shen Tianming was the only friend of that waste. Therefore, Wu Kui's elder brother challenging Shen Tianming was a widely recognized event. Many disciples gathered beneath the Arena, their faces filled with mocking smiles as they watched the battle unfold above.
"Shen Tianming, you have done nothing wrong. The only mistake you made was being friends with that waste. So today, you will undoubtedly die," Wu Lie said, cracking his knuckles with a sharp sound. His defiant gaze sent chills down people's spines.
Having reached the Threefold Realm of Meridian Opening, he had opened thirty-six Meridians.
Such a powerful figure was considered above average even within the Outer Sect.
In contrast, Shen Tianming had barely reached the Threefold Realm of Meridian Opening, having opened only twenty-five Meridians. Although both were in the same realm, the difference was insurmountable.
"If I lose, please don't harm Qin Tian. Is that alright?" Shen Tianming said, taking a deep breath.
"Not harm Qin Tian? Hmph, my brother was injured by him and nearly had his Dantian ruined. Fortunately, I was there to help him recover his cultivation. Otherwise, his life would have been over. So, it's an eye for an eye. Today, you will die." As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Lie's foot slammed down as he unleashed a punch with lightning speed.
At the same time, behind him appeared a fierce tiger and a black bear, manifesting alongside his punch.
The force of his blow shattered the stones within several steps around him.
"Is that really a mid-level technique at full mastery? The Tiger-Bear Seven Kill Fist? My goodness, it seems that although Wu Lie has reached full mastery of the Threefold Realm of Meridian Opening, even ordinary experts at the Fourth Heaven would not stand a chance against him. He has hidden his strength so well!"
"Indeed! Wu Lie has become so powerful!"
"Unbelievable, isn't it?"
As many people were left speechless, Shen Tianming also moved. A blue frost light appeared in his palm. It was the Azure Frost Sword, a treasure of the Channeling Realm at the third tier.
"Earthshatter Sword Technique!"
With a light snort, the Azure Frost Sword emitted a cold glimmer and transformed into a sword aura several feet long, crashing towards Wu Lie.
Swish!
With a crisp sound, the Earthshatter Sword Technique was barely halfway through when Wu Lie shattered it with a punch. Immediately after, that punch continued unimpeded and struck Shen Tianming's chest with a resounding impact. Shen Tianming was sent flying horizontally, spinning in the air for over ten circles before finally descending.
Many people quickly moved aside, fearing they would be hit.
But just then, a gust of wind swept by, and a figure caught the severely injured Shen Tianming before anyone could react.
"Brother, wait for me to take care of him, and then I'll take you for treatment." With calm words, Qin Tian, dressed in simple white clothing, placed Shen Tianming on the ground. Facing the collective gaze of everyone, he leaped onto the martial arts stage.
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