"Among the eight levels of formations, I alone have reached the seventh and eighth levels, so they can be set aside for now. Levels one through six can already be used to gauge the formations of Divine Realm experts. From the first to the sixth level, formations progress from simple to complex. Even in the eyes of a formation grandmaster capable of laying out a Level 6 Formation, the more layers there were and the more they fused together, the more complex—and more powerful—the formation became."
"Back then, I thought so as well. But after I reached the third realm of The Way of Formations and subsequently laid out a Level 7 Formation, even attaining my greatest achievement, the Level 8 Formation, I discovered that levels one through six went from simple to complex. From the seventh level onward, however, formations became increasingly simple. The Great Dao was ultimately simple—perhaps that was what it meant."
After calming himself slightly, Cao Bing continued reading, committing every word on the scroll to memory.
"Of course, the eight levels of formations are merely my own classification and are not recognized throughout the Divine Realm. In my heart, there should be Level 9 Formations beyond Level 8, perhaps even Level 10 Formations. Yet I can no longer make another breakthrough. My successor, I leave the Misty God Temple to you. I also hope you can pass down my title of Craftsman God. Work hard, my successor!"
"That's all." Cao Bing silently put away the Golden Scroll and fell silent for a long while.
"Che Houyuan truly was an unprecedented genius. His understanding of The Way of Formations was so profound that I simply cannot compare."
"The Great Dao is simple. One gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to