Several days later.
Xu Mingxian returned to Yunxi.
"Greetings, Father. Congratulations on reaching the late Golden Core stage." Xu Mingxian cupped his fists and bowed.
"No need to stand on ceremony." Xu Chuan shook his head lightly.
"As our lineage grows, we still need rules," Xu Mingxian said.
Xu Chuan did not dwell on it. "What brings you here this time?
"Is it still about the battle formation inheritance?"
Xu Mingxian shook his head. "No. I came to give you this, Father."
He flicked his sleeve.
A streak of green light flew out with a whoosh and stopped before Xu Chuan.
It was a palm-sized black formation plate, with six miniature formation flags mounted on it.
Light streamed across the formation plate, which radiated a considerable pressure.
"Is this a top-quality third-rank formation plate?"
"It is the Cloudsky Illusion Formation plate I refined over these past ten years. It is at the very pinnacle of the third rank.
"With your current strength, Father, this can only add flowers to the brocade."
"You put a great deal of thought into this. The Cloudsky Illusion Formation is an advanced composite formation, and gathering the materials for its formation plate is troublesome.
"Next time, you can refine something simpler. Sealing and mist effects will suffice.
"Killing power is optional."
Xu Chuan almost always carried the Corpse King and Ghost King with him, so he lacked nothing in combat strength.
What he lacked were ways to stop enemies from escaping.
After all, he was only one man. If he faced seven or eight opponents or more, he could not chase them all at once.
Xu Mingxian thought for a moment, then answered, "I understand."
"By the way, is this the only third-rank formation plate you refined?" Xu Chuan asked curiously.
"This is the only