"These formations are all designed for things like curses, control, weakening, and concealment."
"Look at this one. This formation restricts the flow of blood through the body."
"And this one suppresses growth."
"This formation is even more terrifying. It's a curse. In the formation world, it has another name: the Hundred Year Curse. Anyone with this formation carved into them will live no more than a hundred years once it's activated."
"Unless their own strength surpasses that of the person who carved the formation, they might be able to break the curse. Otherwise, they'll die of natural causes after a hundred years."
Ma Xiaoran pointed at the formations Lu Lin had drawn and explained them one by one.
The more she said, the darker Lu Lin's expression grew.
So many dangerous, terrifying formations had been combined into a single cluster and branded into Zhao Futu's body.
Lu Lin had no idea who would do such a thing.
Zhao Futu had said before that when he was eleven or twelve, as his body was growing, he began to feel these invisible restrictions.
Back then, his master had taken him from place to place to investigate, but the results had been anything but promising.
Even the most advanced medical equipment couldn't detect anything wrong with Zhao Futu.
In other words, someone had placed this cluster of cursed formations on Zhao Futu before he turned twelve.
Possibly even earlier.
Whoever had arranged these formations, what kind of person were they? Why would they be so cruel to a child?
"Lu Lin, these are just the formations I can understand and recognize. But I've never seen these sixteen formations before. There's no information about them, not even in some of the books I've read."
"What?"
Lu Lin was stunned.
Ma Xiaoran was a powerhouse