Inferior spiritual roots, and the path to immortality is closed?
Use formations as a ladder, and let mortals question the heavens!
With a single thought, a sealing formation rises.
With a single thought, a killing formation appears.
With a single thought, fate is born and calamity vanishes!
Feng Yang steps across the shattered ruins of the immortal firmament, his formation disc pointed straight at the Heavenly Dao:
"You judge immortals and mortals by spiritual roots, and rank people by their resources."
"Have you ever asked whether these countless ants are willing to serve as kindling in your formations for all eternity?"
Formation banners whip in the wind, and mortal flames scorch the heavens!
(Mortal cultivation, a long-form novel. The early chapters are a little slow, but it gets better as it goes.)
