This formation used the predecessors themselves as its foundation, directly engraving formation patterns within their bodies.
With this formation, the predecessors could wield a portion of the Domain of the Gods' power and shut off its output when it was unnecessary.
With this formation, the predecessors' combat strength could rise by thirty percent in an instant, perhaps even forty percent.
But the price was that they could make no further progress. For the rest of their lives, they could only remain at their current stage.
"That's why they're called Pioneers!"
Wang Xuanfeng answered Lin Xuan's question. "The predecessors could no longer advance to begin with. To put it bluntly, they already had one foot in the grave. Now, they're simply putting their remaining warmth to use."
Lin Xuan fell silent. He felt that he had still underestimated these predecessors. He had never expected them to go so far for Divine Firmament.
"The immortal path is like this. Everyone has their own choice."
"You don't need to think too much about it. Sometimes, being able to experience greater power in advance isn't such a bad thing."
Hearing this, Lin Xuan nodded gently, the respect in his heart deepening several degrees.
"Wait, how did the predecessors get out?"
Very quickly, Lin Xuan thought of a serious question.
The instant he asked it, Lin Xuan clearly saw a look of profound heartache appear on Wang Xuanfeng's face.
"Ah..."
"Activating the grand formation consumed the lifelong savings of both my martial uncle and me. That was practically equivalent to a first-rate faction's foundation accumulated over a hundred years."
"Even that wasn't quite enough. We even had to use some of Divine Firmament's foundation."
"Gulp!"
Lin Xuan could not help swallowing, staring at Wang Xuanfeng with extreme wariness. "So you two had long anticipated this