Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2062 - 2062 2052 Stone Soldier Eight Formations

2062: Chapter 2052: Stone Soldier Eight Formations 2062: Chapter 2052: Stone Soldier Eight Formations Long Yan steadied himself and a wry smile of helplessness appeared on his face.

The intensity of the attack was such that even a God King at the ninth stage would find no advantage upon entering, and any lapse in attention could cost him everything.

“Big Brother Yan, these soldiers seem to have their own unique pattern of operation.”

True to form, Lingxi noticed at a glance that the statues were attacking and moving according to a certain rhythm, as demonstrated when Long Yan had entered the group of statues—several spear shadows had perfectly avoided every other statue.

This wasn’t to say the statues were mindless, but the lightning-fast strikes from Long Yan did not cause the statues to collide with each other in a hasty attack, a feat not accomplished by ordinary mechanisms.

“Just now, I observed the movement patterns of the surrounding statues, and it changes every time, always based on your reaction, making different moves.”

Speaking up to here, Lingxi took in a sharp breath.

To achieve such variation seemed beyond human capability.

Not to mention the differences in martial arts, the varied ways of attacking—some prefer to slash while others to chop.

Take Long Yan’s recent attempt for example, regardless of his approach, all the statues behind him would promptly react, meaning he would inevitably face a barrage of attacks from the statues.

“The one who arranged this Great Formation must be a genius among formation experts—no, a genius among geniuses.”

Lingxi was unstinting in her praise for the formation before her, with all statues complementing one another, having contingency plans for whatever method the intruder might use.

She knew formations well but had never seen one like this.

“Long Yan, there are characters here.”

Liu Qingyue, not understanding much about formations, decided to take a look around to see if there were any clues on how to break the formation.

Indeed, she found something.

“I have roamed the Holy Domain for years, learned much, and seen through too much of the world.”

“Since fate has brought us together, let this Great Formation be a minor test for you, my friend.”

“My name will be known to you in time; below is the name of this formation.”

“Stone Soldier Eight Formations.”

The characters were strong and forceful, their strokes imbued with an unrestrained and defiant air, as if the writer knew that Long Yan would come here and provided a detailed introduction to the Stone Soldier Eight Formations.

The Stone Soldier Eight Formations followed the pattern of the Tai Chi Diagram, with eight methods: the correct path led to life, the wrong to death, and once begun, there was no return—seven paths lead to death, one to life.

Below that was some common knowledge about Tai Chi; Long Yan let out a deep breath.

The creator of the formation was truly pushing people down a particular path.

One path leads to life, seven to death; the odds of this lottery were less than one in ten.

Long Yan’s prior probing was just that, mere probing—if he were to truly attempt to break the formation, he would need to delve deep into the midst of the statues.

Even though Long Yan could employ the Time Principle, a moment’s negligence could result in death within the Stone Soldier Eight Formations.

Meanwhile, the many sculptures within the formation remained quiet in their spots, seemingly harmless unless someone stepped into the formation.

“To enter or not to enter?”

Having learned the basic Tai Chi knowledge left by the creator, Long Yan could now be considered a junior Tai Chi scholar.

Yet, he still couldn’t understand the formation in front of him; he could only speculate the location of the Life Gate based on the arrangement of the statues.

But it was still a blur before him; these things were not so easily reasoned out.

Frustrated, Long Yan discarded the pebble in his hand.

He had exerted all his efforts, but the Eight Gates’ location was still unclear.

Just as Long Yan was considering testing the formation himself, he noticed Lingxi vigorously carving something into the ground with a small stone.

The content was profound, and Long Yan could only vaguely understand it.

“Xier?”

Long Yan tried calling out to Lingxi a few times, but she was like a person possessed, not showing any reaction, just swiftly scribbling calculations on the ground.

As the pattern on the ground grew more complete, the locations of the Eight Gates became clearer.

Long Yan kept silent, waiting quietly by Lingxi’s side, not wanting to disturb her calculations.

“I’ve found it!”

After a while, Lingxi exclaimed and tossed a small pebble to the ground, worried that she might have disrupted the deductions she had just made.

“Big Brother Yan, the Tai Chi here is incomplete, breaking through the Great Formation requires not only Tai Chi but also continuous reasoning of the results after the statues move.”

Lingxi spoke endlessly, and most of what she said was incomprehensible to Long Yan, but what he did understand was that the Great Formation was constantly changing, and so were the Eight Gates.

“If that’s the case, then you command, and I’ll go wherever you tell me to.”

“That won’t do.”

Long Yan spoke with ease, trusting Lingxi’s deductions, but Liu Qingyue stopped him.

Liu Qingyue had spent a longer time in the Star Domain and had never heard of anything related to Tai Chi.

Now that Long Yan was ready to entrust his life to Lingxi’s hands, she naturally spoke up to stop him.

“What’s wrong?”

Faced with Long Yan’s puzzled look, her words came out somewhat embarrassed, muttered softly.

“We should take the long view on this, it’s just too risky.”

Seeing the once iron-blooded Ghostly Demon Princess showing such a girlish demeanor now, Long Yan couldn’t help but smile.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

“But…”

Liu Qingyue obviously had more to say, but it was too late.

Long Yan vaulted into the Stone Soldier Eight Formations, and the surrounding sculptures came to life, charging at him.

“Heavenly Gate.”

Lingxi watched calmly as Long Yan hastily dodged the shadows of the spears, knowing she couldn’t panic; the more flustered she got, the more likely Long Yan would lose his life.

“Okay.”

Long Yan, employing the Eight Wastes Step, moved like a ghost through the statues, finding his way to the Heavenly Gate.

Just as he stopped, several spear shadows struck towards his vital points.

With a clang, Long Yan avoided all the spears thrusting at him in a strange pose, his Dragon Tooth firmly stuck on one of the long spears, and despite the statue’s immense strength, it was firmly caught on the back of the Dragon Tooth blade.

“Shock Door.”

Lingxi’s calm voice continued to issue, her mind tightly following the position of the life-giving door.

As Long Yan was about to use the Eight Wastes Step, several spear shadows charged at him again.

In this urgent situation, Long Yan had to squat down, placing the Dragon Fang Blade above his head, blocking all the incoming long spears.

Feeling a tremendous force transmitted from the Dragon Tooth blade, the flesh in Long Yan’s hands tore open.

“Are you all right?”

Seeing Long Yan wounded, Liu Qingyue asked, hating this feeling of powerlessness.

“Shock Door.”

Lingxi didn’t have time to respond to Liu Qingyue, her tempting little mouth uttered two more words; Long Yan’s predicament was not optimistic, he had to accelerate the pace.

“Thunder Fury.”