The so-called Taoist Field, must be the River God—or rather, the embodiment of the Great Wilderness Evil God—who set up the Taoist Field here.
So that means this Taoist Field was built a long time ago.
The River God's agent came here to preach to the villagers.
Once upon a time, the villagers from the fishing village lived in the nearby shacks. Every dawn or dusk, they'd leave home one after another, gathering in this Taoist Field to listen to the deity's teachings—is that what happened?
Before Mo Hua's eyes, it was as if he could see those scenes from the past unfolding before him.
But in the blink of an eye, all those scenes were torn apart.
Mo Hua's heart suddenly clenched. He frowned and said,
"No… that's not how they 'preached' here…"
He sent out his Divine Sense, suddenly startled. Looking down, he saw the stone tiles beneath his feet aligning covertly with some kind of Pattern.
At the same time, a Formation aura drifted up from beneath the stone bricks.
