Deep within a dense mountain forest stood a lofty hall built from enormous boulders.
At that moment, over a hundred Devil Race cultivators of varied appearances stood around the hall. They had encircled the towering structure and were unleashing their own powerful secret techniques, joining forces to attack it.
A layer of exceptionally dense gray light enveloped the exterior of the towering building.
Under the powerful assault of everyone's massive secret techniques, the gray barrier merely flickered with gray light, showing no sign that it was about to be breached.
"Leng Xuan pays his respects to the two esteemed lords. The Restrictive Spell laid around this hall is exceedingly tenacious. I have led my subordinates in attacking it for half an hour, yet we still have not managed to break through it."
The instant Qin Fengming and the two others appeared, the middle-aged Devil Race cultivator Leng Xuan, who had been attacking the hall, flashed before them. He knelt on one leg before He Jie, suspended in midair, and spoke those words.
"Gathering more than a dozen Devil Lords and nearly a hundred Demon Commanders, you still couldn't break through this Restrictive Spell. That has aroused my curiosity. Stand aside. The three of us will join forces and try attacking it."
Gazing at the towering building before him, He Jie's expression darkened slightly. He spoke in a low voice, then nodded at Qin Fengming and flew toward the enormous building first.
Since he had come here, Qin Fengming naturally had no further objections. With a movement of his body, he also arrived within several dozen zhang of the towering building. His brows drew together as he looked at the structure before him.
After only a brief examination, Qin Fengming could not help being startled. With a thought, he already had