Mo Hua felt "stuffed" from gorging. The Ancestral Master of the Zhang Family, manifesting Copper Corpses, even without descendants to offer tribute, still possessed the divine sense of a Cultivator at the Qi Foundation Middle Stage. The generations of Elders of the Zhang Family, manifesting Iron Corpses, also possessed the strength of divine sense at the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage. Despite going through a great battle, with the Zhang Family infighting under Mo Hua’s control, descendants and the old ancestor slaughtering each other, both sides being injured, a lot of divine sense was depleted. But the remaining divine sense was still too much... Mo Hua "stewed" everything in one pot, gulping it down, feeling stuffed... The Sea of Consciousness was brimming with the miscellaneous divine sense. These divine senses were initially refined after feasting on the nefarious thoughts of the Copper and Iron Corpses. Originating from different Divine Souls, tainted with an evil aura, be it chilly, fierce, demonic, or sly... Mo Hua felt somewhat helpless. Gorging oneself recklessly, feasting on these "nasty things," was going to ruin one’s mind... The wicked thoughts surged like tidal waves. Mo Hua’s Taoist Heart was like a small boat ferrying through the waves, wobbling and drifting uncertainly. As if in the next instant, it would be submerged by the wicked thoughts. Once the Taoist Heart is extinguished, becoming tainted, the entire person would also undergo a drastic change in nature and degenerate into a monster with a corpse’s heart in human flesh. Fortunately, Mo Hua had "eaten" plenty of demons, and gradually became accustomed to these wicked thoughts. He calmed his mind in meditation, restraining and guarding his heart. Preserving that initial sincere thought. Letting the evil thoughts churn, the demons confuse, and the wicked desires grow, his heart remained clear as a mirror, unstained by any dust. And so he waited, kept waiting until 1 p.m., until suddenly, within the Sea of Consciousness, an ancient and obscure yet majestic and profound aura began to rise. Mo Hua opened his eyes and saw the ethereal Taoist Stele floating within the Sea of Consciousness, his eyes lighting up. With a touch of his fingers, using Divine Thought Manifestation, he began Drawing Formation on the Taoist Stele. This Formation was the First Grade Spirit Pivot Formation with twelve stripes! This Ultimate Formation demanded extremely high divine sense. Mo Hua would also practice regularly, but the speed of practice was slow because of the limited divine sense, often needing to rest after drawing one or two formations. But now his Sea of Consciousness was filled with an abundance of luxurious divine sense. With no concerns, Mo Hua’s fingers moved swiftly, divine thoughts poured forth, creating Formation Patterns one after another, assembling the Spiritual Pivot Formation... Meanwhile, the aura of the Taoist Stele grew even more profound. The residual souls and wicked thoughts that Mo Hua had hastily consumed were settled through meditation, cleansed by the Taoist Stele, refined through the Formation, gradually becoming purified, and ultimately were thoroughly refined by Mo Hua and slowly absorbed... Draw the Formation a hundred times, and its meaning will reveal itself. Mo Hua focused single-mindedly on practicing the Spiritual Pivot Formation. With each iteration, his understanding of the Spiritual Pivot Formation deepened little by little. Meanwhile, his originally profound divine sense was also gradually growing... ... At this very moment, outside the Corpse Mine, the battle was still unceasing. The various powers of the Taoist Court had organized several attacks, but all were repelled by the Iron Corpses and Walking Corpses formed into "Corpse soldiers" by Lu Chengyun, preventing the capture of the Corpse Mine. Seeing that direct assault was ineffective, Yang Jishan ordered squads of elite Cultivators, complemented by Taoist Soldiers, to carry out surprise attacks and harassment, exerting pressure on Lu Chengyun. After many days of skirmishes, Yang Jishan had also come to understand Lu Chengyun’s method of Corpse control: "It’s a Formation!" "The Corpse soldiers maintain unity through the Formation, their offense and defense as one, their advances and retreats in unison." But what kind of Formation it was, Yang Jishan did not know. He could only recognize some basic, commonly used Formations employed by Taoist Soldiers in battle, but he was completely clueless about the Corpse controlling Formations. So Yang Jiyong went to find Young Master Yun. Young Master Yun, being a Second Rank Formation Master and born into a Formation Method Aristocrat family, should know some details. Young Master Yun frowned in thought for a moment before asking: "Leader Yang, is it possible to capture a few Zombies for examination?" "Iron Corpse?" Explore more at empire "Iron Corpse would be best, but Walking Corpse will do." Leader Yang nodded, "Okay." Half an hour later, Leader Yang ordered the Taoist Soldiers to capture several Zombies, among which was an Iron Corpse with an arm severed, along with several others that were mere Walking Corpses. These Zombies were chained, struggling and emitting unintelligible low growls. Zombies are both bloody and hideous. Young Master Yun found the sight somewhat unsettling, but still bit the bullet and examined every part of the Zombies, their skin and limbs. However, he found nothing unusual. Young Master Yun’s brows furrowed slightly, muttering, "That’s not right..." Yang Jishan asked, "What’s wrong?" Young Master Yun explained, "These Zombies should have Formations on them, but I haven’t found anything..." Yang Jishan’s gaze sharpened, "Could it be within their bodies? Since it’s Corpse Refinement, the methods must be more concealed and not easily noticed." Young Master Yun nodded, "Possible." After a moment’s contemplation, Yang Jishan recalled the Zombies he had seen in battle over the past few days, and suddenly said: "There were Zombies whose chests were smashed during the battle, and it seemed as though there were some blood-colored Patterns blending with the flesh..." Young Master Yun also said, "Indeed, the heart vessels can serve as Formation media for Evil Formations." Yang Jishan drew a blade and began cutting open the surface of the heart vessels of several Walking Corpses, finding that indeed, a few of them had blood-colored patterns resembling Formation Patterns. These Formation Patterns, with their malevolent aura blending with the flesh, were not easy to detect. Yang Jishan could not help but sigh: "This Lu Chengyun, truly has some skill!" Young Master Yun had never seen the use of Evil Formations like this before, his expression became rather solemn. Yang Jishan, looking at the bloodied chests of the Walking Corpses, studied for a while but could not discern any particulars, and couldn’t help asking: "Young Master Yun, what kind of Formation is this?" Young Master Yun shook his head, "The Formation Patterns are not clear, I can’t make it out yet." "What about on the Iron Corpse’s body?" "Yes." Yang Jishan then went on to open the chest of the Iron Corpse. With skin as tough as iron, the process was quite difficult, and it took half an hour of effort before Yang Jishan managed to slice open the surface with a Second Grade dagger, revealing the Formation beneath the skin.