In such a short span of time, the entire protective formation of the Zhiyin Sect had been breached by the Devil Race members. One had to say that luck had played a part in it,
After breaking out of the formation, Qin Fengming did not directly attack the combined attack formation formed by the Zhiyin Sect's Ghost Lord cultivators,
Instead, he had used the brief span of half an incense stick to slaughter all four hundred-plus Ghost Commander cultivators, and only then had he calmly headed toward the formation formed by the dozen or so Ghost Lord cultivators,
Faced with the approach of a powerful late-Ghost Lord Great Cultivator, the Zhiyin Sect's Ghost Lord cultivators who had remained behind had already fallen into utter despair,
After sending out the communication talisman, they had seen no sign of the sect's Supreme Elder appearing. Everyone had already sensed that something was wrong. At this point, even if the young man before them did not attack, they had little fighting spirit left,
After Qin Fengming had just captured the final wave of Ghost Commander cultivators, the mid-stage Ghost Lord cultivator presiding over the formation was the first to stop activating it. He then immediately circulated the magic power within his body and shot rapidly toward the sect several miles away,
With the leading cultivator setting the example, how could the remaining Zhiyin Sect powerful cultivators hesitate in the slightest? They all activated their escape lights and raced toward the sect's protective formation,
They knew very well that trying to escape unscathed before a late-Nascent Soul stage Great Cultivator from the Human Realm was no different from dreaming in broad daylight. Only by entering the protective formation would they have any chance of resisting him head-on,
But to everyone's horror, just as the leading