The area before him differed little from the rest. The same ruined walls and rubble lay everywhere. If Qin Fengming had to search by relying on slight changes in the icy aura and the density of the wind blades, he could never find it quickly in a region spanning two or three thousand li.
Standing where he was, Qin Fengming focused his spiritual sense ahead. More than twenty li away, he saw a range of mountains of varying heights. Extremely dense yin energy shrouded those mountains. When his spiritual sense probed into it, it was blocked after advancing only a few dozen zhang.
After studying that vast area for a long time, Qin Fengming turned toward the ghost cultivator beside him with a slight frown and said:
"Senior, from what I can tell, that place is more than just a labyrinth. There seems to be a trace of a formation within it as well."
"Hahaha! Young Friend Qin, your eyes truly burn like torches. It seems you must have some knowledge of formations too. Indeed, that place is a natural formation. Any cultivator who enters without understanding formation principles is bound to become lost in its illusions."
At Qin Fengming's words, a fierce glint flashed through the gaunt ghost cultivator's eyes and vanished. Though he spoke that way, he was inwardly startled. He had never expected the young man to discern such an inconspicuous restrictive spell. Dealing with this young cultivator would clearly be thorny indeed.
Hearing the old man's explanation, Qin Fengming's thoughts also churned in secret. It seemed this elderly ghost cultivator had not revealed the whole truth. He was surely concealing some other secret.
Qin Fengming did not expose him. With a slight movement of both hands, he set up the Six Yang Array around himself.
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