At that moment, countless cultivators stared at Bai Yi and the Intelligent Formation Matrix Base floating and rotating above his palm.
Technological creations... intelligent immortal cultivation...
Neither could rival those words: one-thirtieth!
"The power stays the same, yet the cost is only one-thirtieth?!"
"And even someone who isn't a formation cultivator can activate a formation in an instant?!!"
With so many explosive revelations piled together, a clamor of discussion swept up from the tide of cultivators below the Dao platform, almost overturning the sea of clouds in an instant.
With the aid of hundreds of Projection Pills, these cultivators, long accustomed to traditional artifact refinement, experienced the transformation brought by technology for the first time!
While all the ordinary cultivators were cheering, the formation cultivators, already shaken by one statement after another and the strange formation disc before them, felt a chill settle in their hearts. Cold sweat slowly trickled down their deathly pale faces.
One-half, one-third-they could still fight for a chance.
But with this forging cost of one-thirtieth, they could not compete even if they sold themselves!
"No... impossible! To bear the power of heaven and earth and remake the world, how could that possibly be done with so few natural spiritual materials!"
"What bullshit Way of Technology! As far as I'm concerned, it's nothing but an evil, crooked path, a sham of clever tricks and frivolous contraptions!"
With their industry's interests, and even their very livelihoods, threatened, how could these formation cultivators care about advantages or disadvantages? Right now, they only wanted this so-called technological creation to die as soon as possible.
"We formation cultivators would rather die than touch such shoddy garbage formation discs even once!"
"Exactly! Well said, fellow Daoist!"
"I agree!"
Bai Yi looked down at the outraged formation cultivators and the vast numbers