Boom! Boom! Boom...
Behind the Dragon Country's imperial palace lay mountains that had originally been the Qin Family's ancestral grounds, a natural blessed land. The Qin Family had chosen to establish their capital here precisely because of this blessed land.
As Wei Fan drove one formation flag after another into the earth, the concentration of heaven-and-earth essence in the area rapidly increased, growing ever more spiritually vibrant.
Long Jianying's eyes gleamed. "His formation-setting techniques are so practiced, and he forged so many formation flags in such a short time. Could he already be a Martial King?"
In fact, many people had suspected by now that Wei Fan had become a Martial King, but Wei Fan had never publicly admitted it. Even Long Jianying and the others could not tell whether he had truly become one.
Seeing how adeptly Wei Fan laid the formation now, Long Jianying could not help but grow suspicious again.
Martial Venerables could learn formations too, but aside from Martial King experts, no one could wield formations to such an extent. With every formation flag blasted into the ground, the great power of heaven and earth grew stronger by another measure.
Other than Martial Kings, what Martial Venerable could possess such means?
Rumble...
When the final formation flag was buried underground, the entire back mountain and imperial palace shook, radiating a heart-pounding aura.
For a time, essence from throughout the Imperial Capital surged over in a torrent and poured into the grand formation. Only after a while did the movement of the formation finally settle.
When Long Jianying looked again, the mountain before him was still the same mountain, yet it felt completely different, as though he had arrived at a sacred mountain of spiritual cultivation.
"This is the formation flag that controls the grand formation. Old