This surprised Rong Mo because Ye Batian's speed was not any slower than his. Although his current cultivation was not as good as Ye Batian's, his Spiritual Power was not bad.
However ...
"Hmm?" Rong Mo, who was carrying his son, came up to check. He found that although the formation had been set up, it couldn't draw the Genesis Power into Nether Prison.
" Ha! " Little Rong Yi did not care about that. He kept yawning and fell asleep in his father's arms.
Rong Mo gently held his son's little bald head and squatted down to examine the formation carefully. He did not find any problems with the formation set up by his father-in-law.
"What happened?" Ye Batian, who had also noticed the problem, asked worriedly from the side. He wondered if the damned heavens were going to go against him again. Why did this array feel so useless…
