Formations were the core of the Arena.
Right now, he only had the foundation.
When cultivators fought, the shockwaves from all sorts of attacks needed formations to block them. Otherwise, if the aftershocks spread outward, the Arena might as well have been built for nothing.
But he had no ability to lay down a formation capable of withstanding the strongest experts of the Eighth or Ninth Heaven Quasi-Saint Realm.
His cold jade was already this impressive, so the formation had to be of a matching grade—its standards cranked to the very limit.
Otherwise, pairing such badass cold jade with a trash formation... Ye Lin did not even dare imagine the sight.
"Let's put it aside for now."
"Once everything has been set up, I'll make a trip to the Heaven-Devouring Toad Clan."
Ye Lin stroked his chin and thought to himself.
The only one capable of this was his big brother, the Spirit King.
The Heaven-Devouring Toad Clan had deep foundations. He believed his big brother definitely had formation masters of profound attainment under his command. When the time came, he could pull a few over to use.
"Then next, I'll move on to the other two places."
Ye Lin left the area and began working on the other locations.
With the Arena completed, the next thing was...
The Lecture Platform.
This was a place specifically for powerful sword cultivators to expound the Dao.
What he was building was a holy land for sword cultivators.
Wouldn't it be thrilling if he brought in a couple of top-tier sword cultivators? They could drink a little wine, and when the mood struck, casually explain some true essence of the Sword Dao.
"One piece of green jade costs three hundred billion?"
Looking at the price on the shop panel, Ye Lin fell silent