"Do you think a small formation can trap me?" Mo Tianye sneered. After breaking through to the fifth-grade Dao Realm, his body immediately returned to its peak state. The surging power within made him extraordinarily confident, as if no matter what problem lay before him, it was no longer a challenge.
He's seen many formations before, but in his understanding, a formation's power is always closely related to the strength of the Array Master. Even the strongest formation is hard to exert its power in the hands of a mediocre Array Master.
This was evident from the axe Zhang Menglong had just used. If Zhang Menglong was more powerful and could fully unleash the axe's strength, Mo Tianye might not have been merely hacked off an arm, but utterly obliterated.
