The Return Of The Prince

The king walked with his generals forward, tearing down the formation that Shen Bao hadn't touched since he was only able to progress to a stage that was only a couple formations close to the main palace and never moved ahead, the king started giving Shen Bao even more praise in his heart. Because the formation in front of him was actually tough enough that it required the King to use ten percent of his strength to break it.

Though ten percent might not seem like a huge number, in relation to Shen Bao's core cultivation level, this was an astronomically monstrous amount of Qi, not regular Qi, but pure Saint Qi that the king had used, and the moment he broke the formation, he sighed.

"What's wrong, father?" came the voice of Zhang Tian.

"Nothing, Son, it's just that I'm more and more amazed by how your friend was able to unlock these formations with such a low cultivation level, it's a surprise I still can't tone down."