With a soft exclamation of surprise, the figure of the Integration cultivator who had been flying away flashed, and he had already arrived within four or five hundred zhang of the formation Qin Fengming had laid down. As radiance flickered, his figure appeared.
If Qin Fengming had remained outside the temporary Cave Abode and watched this Integration stage cultivator, he would surely have heard the man muttering to himself. Had he heard it, he would certainly have regretted it bitterly.
The reason was that this Integration stage cultivator had not discovered his presence earlier. But because he was anxious to enter the Cave Abode, he had caused the Restrictive Spell outside it to fluctuate ever so slightly, thereby exposing its existence.
The moment Qin Fengming entered the Restrictive Spell, he immediately darted inside the Cave Abode.
With no time to count the white insect eggs in the cave chamber, he rapidly waved his hands and stored the numerous eggs inside the Spirit Beast Bracelet. Then his figure flashed again, and he appeared outside the temporary Cave Abode.
Although the Integration stage cultivator standing in the distance had not attacked, terror had already appeared plainly in Qin Fengming's eyes.
At that moment, he had sensed a familiar aura from the old man standing before him. That aura was precisely the aura of one of the two enormous Flood Dragons he had once glimpsed in the deep sea, battling that massive strange beast.
This old man was undoubtedly one of the two Integration stage cultivators of the Flood Dragon Clan.
Inside the formation, Qin Fengming's face turned gloomy as he looked at the old man. With a movement of his fingers, he had already pushed the formation—obtained from the mid Nascent Soul stage ghost cultivator in Death Valley—to its utmost limit.
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