These inscription techniques in the elder’s memory may have been considered simple and light by him, but in the Sky Spill continent it was still an incomparably complicated godly technique. Once drawn, even the inscription masters of this land would be shocked!
After summarizing the reasons for his failure, Lin Ming began to plot countermeasures. He couldn’t enhance his own soul force in such a short time, but what he could do was minimize the mistakes he made as much as possible. It was simply because each mistake was a waste of soul force. If he made less mistakes, then he would not only have more materials and thus money, but more soul force to use.
Thinking like this, Lin Ming gave up using materials and instead only practiced his soul force again and again like an unthinking zombie.
His idea was very simple. Using soul force was free and it was easy on the body. If he practiced the ‘True Primal Chaos Formula’ well, then he wouldn’t lose anything, but would also be able to practice at the same time. What could possibly be more perfect! It was as if these two were made for each other.