"No."
Chen Jiutian suddenly rejected his own suggestion. "We don't need to build a platform. A Flying Boat will do. I need to see how the lightning drawn by the Heavenly Thunder Formation forms, up close with my own eyes."
With that said—
Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Jiutian strode toward the Flying Boat nearby.
Zhang Qianqiu watched him with mixed feelings. He had seen formation geniuses before, but never one this mad. Eight Hundred was also a formation genius, having become the Mortal Domain First Formation Champion at just seventeen.
Chen Jiutian had been only twenty-one when he became the Mortal Domain Second Military Strategy Champion.
On January 26—
Chen Jiutian had pledged his life: if he failed to produce results within three months, he would offer up his head.
Today was already March 27. Only a month remained before the deadline, yet they still had almost no leads. Though Zhang Qianqiu was growing anxious,
he understood even more clearly that this "plan" could already be declared a complete failure!
They had failed at the very first step!
The lightning drawn by the Heavenly Thunder Formation could not charge the Sky-Piercing Pillar at all. How could they proceed?
What they needed to consider now was how to resolve that pledge. They needed a dignified conclusion. They could not simply waive it. The moment Chen Jiutian had pledged his life, this had ceased to be his business alone.
The next instant—
The Flying Boat took off.
Dressed in a Mortal Domain Robe, Chen Jiutian stood alone on the deck as it rose steadily toward the dark clouds.
"Pavilion Master Zhang, activate the formation."
Chen Jiutian's voice came through the Message Talisman.
Zhang Qianqiu looked up at the Flying Boat floating near the dark clouds like a black speck, unease stirring