Several months later.
Feicui Cliff.
Above the Scarlet Blood Spirit Field, layers of clouds and mist were constantly changing and adjusting according to Fang Xi's will...
The entire Little Cloud Rain Formation, after Fang Xi's fine-tuning, had increased its power by at least several times!
"Finally succeeded... now, I can barely be considered a low-grade Formation Master."
Fang Xi held a prohibition token, a look of joy on his face.
After this period of study, his progress in the Dao of formations could be described as progressing by leaps and bounds!
It could only be said that Divine Sense was truly the supreme tool for assisting in cultivating various arts of cultivation.
His current study of formations was almost like cheating.
And only now did Fang Xi realize that the same formation, when set up as a dead formation or manipulated as a live formation, had vastly different powers.
Relying on the prohibition token for foolproof operation was worlds apart from personally presiding over the formation as a Formation Master.
Specifically, a dead formation was most easily disrupted by a peer's prohibition talisman, forming a channel, and then being invaded and destroyed.
While a live formation could promptly stop losses, trapping or transferring enemies that entered the formation.