Next to the mountain gate.
Ye Luo gazed at the mark on the stone.
He used the Observation Technique over and over again.
Nothing at all.
Let alone Dao Yun.
Not even a strand of hair.
Was this new junior brother contemplating the air in the middle of the night?
"Junior brother, are you sure this is left by our Respected Master and that he asked you to comprehend it here?"
Ye Luo asked with skepticism.
Now, his ability to capture Dao Yun was extremely sharp.
There wasn't a trace on this mark.
What could he comprehend?
Comprehend loneliness, void, and cold?
Zhang Han replied gently, "Yes, senior brother. Junior brother once mentioned that I wished to learn Formations, hence Respected Master left this mark here for me to contemplate. However, junior brother's talent is dull, and I've been unable to understand it."
