650: Chapter 650 These Spirit Clan Array Masters have truly narrowed their path.

Su Ming did not stop walking, but ripples had already stirred within his Sea of Consciousness. Through the internal vision of his Divine Sense, he discovered to his astonishment that the edges of Ying's originally pitch-black feathers, after inhaling this mouthful of Life Qi, were faintly shimmering with a trace of extremely faint purple-gold patterns.

"This little thing..." Lin Yu's voice sounded from within the xuantian ring, his tone carrying a trace of undisguised surprise. "It can actually directly devour the Law of Life Qi of the Spirit Realm to refine its feathers? In Qing Yan's memories, there has never been a Yao Beast from the Human Realm capable of absorbing the power of another realm so aggressively."

"When things are unusual, there must be a demon." Su Ming responded in a low voice within his Sea of Consciousness, his steps remaining steady. "The Laws of the Spirit Realm are extremely exclusionary; even my 'Ruoshui Art' struggles to directly convert the Life Qi here. Ying is only a juvenile Mystic Shadow Crow, so how can it have absolutely no rejection reaction?"

"Hmph, if you ask me, the ancient Star Bloodline within this little thing is likely far more overbearing than we imagined." Lin Yu stroked his illusory beard in mid-air, a flash of deep thought crossing his eyes. "Don't forget, what it absorbed when it hatched was the purest starlight. No matter how exclusionary the Life Qi of this Spirit Realm is, it is ultimately inferior compared to the power of the Origin of the vast stars. Just keep an eye on it and make sure it doesn't overeat and explode to death."

Su Ming calmly pulled his sleeves tighter, cutting off Ying's greedy perception of the outside world.

Before long, the two arrived at a wide tree platform. This was Elder Genxu's Formation workspace.

The tree platform was covered with various unknown wooden tools and specimens of glowing Spiritual Plants. Elder Genxu was standing in front of a massive wooden stump; hearing footsteps, he slowly turned around.

This elderly Spirit Race Formation Master was leaning on a polished wooden staff. His aged face, covered in lines like dried tree bark, revealed a complex mixture of exhaustion and hope.

Seeing Su Ming approach, Elder Genxu took a deep breath and retrieved a long, strip-shaped wooden slip from his wide sleeves.

He stepped forward and handed the wooden slip to Su Ming.

At that moment, Su Ming keenly captured that the hands of this Elder, who had lived for who knew how many years, were actually trembling slightly.

This was the indescribable anxiety and awe felt by one who had guarded a tiny plot of land for three hundred years, only to suddenly discover a vast, boundless new world outside the door.

"This is the maintenance log of the root systems for the three hundred and seventy-two Formation eyes on the outskirts of Qingmu Court over the past three hundred years." Elder Genxu's voice was somewhat hoarse, and he spoke every word very slowly. "This old man is dull of Aptitude; I have guarded them for three hundred years, yet I failed to see through the true face of those malignant tumors. Today, I entrust it to Your Excellency."

Su Ming took the wooden slip with both hands, his expression solemn, without a hint of condescension. "Elder, you speak too seriously. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses; I have merely borrowed the delicate and precise ingenuity of Human Race Formations."

Having said that, Su Ming probed a wisp of his Divine Sense into the wooden slip, simultaneously activating the "Guanwei Technique."

Vast and complex information instantly flooded into his Sea of Consciousness. These logs were recorded in great detail, precise almost to the daily changes in the withering and flourishing of Life Qi for every spiritual spring and every underground root.

Su Ming closed his eyes, using his terrifying computational ability to rapidly review three hundred years of data in his mind.

"How is it?" Elder Genxu, seeing Su Ming open his eyes after only a few breaths, couldn't help asking nervously.

"The Spirit Race's attainment in Formations is admirable." Su Ming praised sincerely, but subsequently, in his Sea of Consciousness, he made a completely different evaluation to Lin Yu. "Master, this bunch of Spirit Race Formation Masters have truly narrowed their path."

"Oh?" Lin Yu chuckled inside the ring. "How so?"

"They have recorded the changes in Life Qi for three hundred years as if it were a single day, extremely focused, even recording the ripples of spiritual power caused by a slight breeze." Su Ming analyzed calmly in his heart. "But they only know how to observe the phenomena, not how to seek the underlying principles."

"Simply put, they are a bunch of diligent old oxen who only know how to bury their heads and pull the cart, never looking up to see the road." Lin Yu summarized incisively, then reminded him earnestly. "However, don't be too arrogant. This clumsy method of theirs, built up over years, although extremely inefficient, has a terrifyingly solid Foundation."

"Disciple understands." Su Ming replied in his heart.

He turned his head to look at Elder Genxu, his tone peaceful yet revealing unquestionable determination. "Elder, I have finished reading the logs. For our first task today, we shall go and deal with the outskirts of those few spiritual springs that are most severely exhausted."

Half an hour later.

The two stood at the edge of a dried-up mud swamp. The soil here presented a sickly grayish-white color, and the surrounding light trees had completely withered, with not a trace of green to be found.

"It is here." Elder Genxu tapped the ground with his wooden staff, heartbroken. "The rate of Life Qi loss here is the fastest in the entire outer region. This old man has tried using the Broken Wood Art to forcibly sever the rotten roots underground, but every time I severed them, the next day they would spread back at an even crazier speed."

Su Ming crouched down and extended his right hand, hovering it three inches above the ground.

"Elder, forcibly severing them is like sprinkling salt on a wound; it will only incite the ferocity of those life-devouring mycelium." Su Ming's voice was low. "Today, Su Ming will show you how a Human Race Formation Cultivator scrapes the bone to treat poison."

Before the words faded, a burst of pure, deep blue light erupted from Su Ming's fingertips.

The "Ruoshui Art" was pushed to its limit!

This time, he did not just use a single spiritual power probe like yesterday; instead, he instantly exploded that ball of deep blue Water Spiritual Energy, transforming it into hundreds upon thousands of extremely fine spiritual power filaments that were almost invisible to the naked eye.

"Go!"

Su Ming let out a low shout, and the thousands of spiritual power filaments, as if possessing life, silently burrowed into the grayish-white soil.

Under the vision of the Guanwei Technique, that giant dark purple mycelium web underground appeared once again. They were hideously wrapped around the roots of Qingmu Court, sucking greedily.

Su Ming did not choose to attack.

He controlled those Water Spiritual Energy filaments, slowly spreading along the surface of the mycelium. When the filaments touched the key nodes where the mycelium connected to the roots, an incredible scene occurred.

Those deep blue filaments did not erupt with any lethality; instead, in a soft manner, they transformed into an extremely thin, transparent water film, gently wrapping around the tips of the mycelium.

One layer, ten layers, a hundred layers...

A full hundred micro-water films, under Su Ming's terrifying Divine Sense control, formed underground simultaneously.

"Reverse displacement, strip!"

The veins on Su Ming's forehead bulged violently, and bean-sized sweat beads instantly covered his cheeks. Maintaining the stability of a hundred micro-water films simultaneously, while having to sever their Law connection with the Dark Current Sect's mother Formation in the same instant—this squeezing of his Divine Sense almost reached his current limit.

"Hum—"

A extremely dull tremor came from underground.

That was the backlash fluctuation instinctively emitted by the Evil Qi Formation of the Dark Current Sect after sensing the connection was severed.

However, when that violent dark purple Evil Qi rushed over along the Law filaments, it crashed headlong into the clusters of deep blue water films.

The Evil Qi was like a heavy punch hitting bottomless cotton; all its destructive power was shed layer by layer by the water films and dissipated into nothingness.

Standing to the side, Elder Genxu was as stiff as stone.

His amber-colored glazed eyes widened further and further, staring fixedly at the ground. Although he did not have the Guanwei Technique, as a Formation Grandmaster, he knew the changes in the underground Qi like the back of his hand.

He clearly perceived that the Evil Qi, which had been entrenched here like an evil ghost, was actually dissipating silently, just like melting spring snow!