Three months later, on the plains behind the Main Peak of Hidden Spirit Island, not far from the place where Starcraft No.2 was refined.
A massive formation, shining with a diameter of a hundred meters, appeared in front of Elder Zhan Ling.
"Great Master, is this the formation meant to aid the restoration of my spirit essence?"
Zhan Ling stared at the dense array of runes in the formation, his eyes swirling.
"Yes, this type of array is very difficult to set up and the materials consumed are no less than that of an Immortal Tool." Xu Fan nodded.
"No less than an Immortal Tool? Great Master, I, Zhan Ling, do not deserve it!" Zhan Ling exclaimed with emotion.
"It's insignificant. As long as Elder Zhan Ling restores his spirit essence and becomes the Invincible Venerable, such expenses are justified." Xu Fan reassured him with a smile.
Xu Fan made Zhan Ling stand at the center of the formation.
