"Someone over there found a token! Hurry over and fight for it!"
"Luckily, a restrictive spell is blocking access to it, but if we get there too late, we won't get anything!"
As the rumbling rang out, a clamor of voices erupted in the distance. Shouts imbued with magical power spread in every direction, as though the speakers feared nothing more than the world remaining peaceful.
Hearing the distant cries, the cultivators in the area stopped and looked toward their source. Then streaks of flight light rose as they converged on the place where the rumbling had sounded.
Qin Fengming heard the shouts and swept out his divine sense, immediately discerning the situation in the distance. As he gazed that way, his expression shifted. The token was actually protected by a restrictive spell. This was no good.
The Yellow Dao Sect had concealed considerable malice in this arrangement. Had the formation been easy to break, the cultivator who obtained the token could have quietly slipped away. But a restrictive spell that required several cultivators to break together clearly invited a scramble among them.
Qin Fengming frowned slightly, but still set off toward the location.
Though he had no intention of immediately fighting for the token, he ought to at least see what it looked like.
Before long, Qin Fengming arrived nearby. More than a dozen cultivators had already reached the scene.
Standing several hundred zhang away, Qin Fengming looked intently at the summit of a modest mountain.
Seven cultivators hovered around the uneven summit. Below them, a barrier rippling with multicolored light stood on the mountaintop. Inside it, a Jade Box rested on a squared stone that had been dressed smooth.
Within the Jade Box lay a pitch-black command token.
Under the combined attacks of seven cultivators at the late