Yue Qing shut himself in his room for two days and nights. After countless attempts, he finally gave up in dejection—the formation simply could not be activated.
Fortunately, although the formation had failed, it had not collapsed in retaliation. All the materials had been preserved.
On the third day, Yue Qing began meditating and cultivating. The Spirit-Gathering Formation in his Traveling Residence had been modified and was sufficient for his needs.
He was truly confident in himself. Feng Jun had given him three days, and he waited until the third day to inspect himself.
Yet even with his deep understanding of his own body, he cultivated for a full twelve hours before detecting a faint, indescribable sense of stagnation in his internal qi.
If he had not examined himself so carefully, he might have dismissed it as an illusion.
In fact, even now, he could not be certain whether he had been affected by that curse formation.
He immediately got up and went to find Feng Jun. "I've felt something, just a little. I hope you can give me another three days. During those three days, I'll activate every defense and warning measure I have to verify how well the formation conceals itself."
If it had been anyone else, they would probably have been angered by such suspicion toward their formation. But Feng Jun was also curious about its effects. "Sure. This is my first time setting up this kind of formation too. Whatever you test, remember to leave me a copy of the data."
He could have found someone else to test the formation, but as he had said before, Yue Qing was practically the strongest Golden Core in this plane. The data from him could help Feng Jun effectively calculate certain upper limits of this plane.
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