Cangzhou.
In the Great River, Qinghe's tiny body unleashed tremendous energy as several Formation Bases were buried underwater.
Her little face was utterly serious as she delicately controlled the spiritual energy, carefully linking the newly buried Formation Bases to those buried earlier.
Even without Xie Lingyu's earnest supervision, Qinghe dared not slack off in the slightest now.
These things really would explode if she botched them.
Qinghe had already been blown up several times.
The power of this Chain Formation was no empty boast. Troublesome though it was, its power was the real thing.
Qinghe still remembered how, the first time she had casually put it together without paying much attention, that brat Li Xingtian had kept yapping from a distance—careful, this Chain Formation was prone to exploding! And it was pretty powerful, too!
Back then, Qinghe had wanted to turn around and tell the brat to be quiet, and had only let her attention wander for a moment.
In an instant, that Formation Base began exploding in a chain reaction.
What an enormous splash that had been!
Even Qinghe, who was in the Nascent Soul Realm, had been blasted a hundred meters away and left stunned for several seconds.
The brat really had been right-these things exploded so damned easily, and they were so damned powerful, too!
After being blown up the first time, Qinghe had scrambled straight to Xie Lingyu to complain that they were abusing her.
Whoever wants to do this can do it! I certainly can't!
As a Flood Dragon, she had never been particularly hardworking to begin with. What would she know about constructing formations? She had only heard a little about them before.
She had never studied them seriously at all.
Her very first practical attempt had thrown her straight into a match at