Afterward, Mo Hua held his breath and concentrated his spirit, beginning to draw this attack-oriented Second-grade Formation with his thoughts as the brush and the ground as the paper.
Given that it was a Second-grade Formation and not yet mastered, Mo Hua drew it rather slowly and with some difficulty.
Moreover, during the process, he failed several times and wasted a bottle or two of Spiritual Ink.
Heartache filled Mo Hua, so he could only sit in meditation. After calming his mind, he began to draw again.
The interwoven green and red Spiritual Ink followed the movement of Mo Hua's Divine Thought, floating in the air before merging into the ground and solidifying into the Formation...
Big Tiger watched Mo Hua with a stern expression on his little face. After mulling it over for a long while but seeing no movement, Big Tiger couldn't help but grow curious and stared at him with wide eyes.
