Days passed in a blur, and finally, it was the last day before the competition for inner sect promotion.
Shaan was not idle these days, with constant research, his formation proficiency has already reached level 1 and he can already start laying some elementary formations.
Since he has now joined Yu Yanxie's camp, he shamelessly went to Trade House a couple more times and even managed to wool out an advanced sword technique explaining the basics of swordsmanship and even got a soul technique called- Death finger!
He had to admit, whether the sword or the soul technique, everything Yu Yanxie took out- all seemed unique and classy.
Amidst all this, he didn't forget the most important thing, on almost all his fingers, he was wearing a space ring.
Each storage ring was filled with mountains and mountains of food ration and various miscellaneous materials to refine and lay some rudimentary formations.
This was his foundation to shine in the zombie world, How could he forget it?
