When Ye Mo suddenly woke up, he realized that everything around him seemed to have changed. His pretty master was nowhere to be seen. Most importantly, he remembered something scary that wasn’t about himself. Therefore, Ye Mo hurried to run into a small alley without people after class. The first thing he did was pull down his pants. He just wanted to check out his p**is. ------ **Warning: This novel contains mature content** Release Rate: 14 Chapters/Week
Ye Mo realized this moment that his formation system came from the Three Birth Chant, it was a unique system and he didn't need to study other's formations. No matter how unique other's formations were, as long as he was a level nine formation grand master, other level nine formations meant nothing to him.
The first 16 disks' experience told him that all level eight formations couldn't stop him because he was a level eight formation grand master, if he wanted to focus on studying other people's formations, he would instead be heading down the wrong path. For other formations, he only needed to know the logic behind the formation.
At this moment, Ye Mo's view finally opened up. His formation skills finally opened a crevice between level eight and level nine. The moment he stood up and sprayed down formation flags, he reached level nine formation grand master.