Master of Ten Thousand Formations: I Sweep Across Otherworlds with My Pig

Chen Yan, a formation grandmaster with three hundred years of experience, dies in the explosion of “All Formations Return to One” in the cultivation world. When he wakes up, he's a good-for-nothing novice bound to the “Universal Lord System.” His cultivation is gone, his territory is just 50 square meters, and his starting troops are three tree pigs that can do nothing but root around in the dirt. While everyone else tames dragons and raises lions to become overlords, all he can do is stare at pig rumps and worry? Chen Yan gives a cold laugh. White bones from the mass grave can serve as formation supports, and scrap from the marketplace can be made into formation ink. So what if he only has a few pigs? He carves a “Vitality-Stabilizing Pattern” into the wooden growths on their foreheads, paints a “Strength-Gathering Formation” on the moss along their backs, and tempers their hooves with “Armor-Piercing Talismans.” Even the dumbest pig can become a formation pig capable of smashing a monster's skull! A 50-square-meter shack? He uses the fences to draw a “Repulsion Formation” and lays a “Maze Array” in the dirt, turning the ruined courtyard into a killing-field fortress that even a Spirit Transformation cultivator can't breach. The energy crystals rewarded by the System? Add a little tree-pig mucus, and they become premium formation ink capable of powering a hundred formations. When he discovers that the “Lord Core” is actually a simplified Hongmeng Formation Disc, and that the moss on the tree pigs' backs has grown into living formation patterns, Chen Yan suddenly understands: This lousy System is clearly a “super formation disc” tailor-made for him! While everyone else is still fretting over a few monsters, he's already leading a formation-patterned pig army through the barriers between worlds. “What universal lord? It's nothing but a stepping-stone I rooted out with pigs.” Chen Yan strokes the glowing wooden growth on Zhangzhang's forehead and smiles faintly as he watches the surging tide of formation pigs behind him: “From this day on, the rules of this other world will be decided by my formations.”