In the Daoist temple, Zuo Ci, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, was startled by the grave expression on Jia Xu's face. Had the Hidden Guards discovered some important intelligence?
Without hesitation, he accepted the peculiar stone and began to examine it in detail.
"This is interesting!" Shortly thereafter, Zuo Ci slightly raised his eyebrows, showing a hint of interest.
After acquiring the heritage of the 'Emperor of Formations,' his research into Formations had almost reached the pinnacle. He could glance at ordinary Formations and easily find a way to break them.
The Formation masking the exterior of the peculiar stone was fascinating but not challenging for him.
The only tricky part was extracting the information within the Formation without damaging it.
Jia Xu stood to the side without rushing him, his posture stationary, akin to a wooden post.
"Got it!" About an hour later, Zuo Ci shouted, his eyes full of excitement.
