The moment Qin Fengming entered the land covered in magma, he realized that the air above the magma lake was subject to an incomparably powerful Restrictive Spell that prevented flight. Even with his body's formidable toughness, he found it difficult to force his way through the air.
Moreover, an extremely powerful pressure surrounded him. Even leaping from one rock scattered across the magma lake to another was exceedingly difficult.
After shifting across more than a dozen times in succession, Qin Fengming, whose physical body was comparable to that of a peak-transformation-stage Demon Beast, found himself unable to endure any longer. He had no choice but to stop and rest for a while. If he forced himself to jump, he might well fall into the magma below.
If he fell into the magma, Qin Fengming's current abilities would naturally prevent him from perishing on the spot. But climbing back out would be exceedingly difficult. The magma lay twenty or thirty zhang below the tops of the huge rocks, and without being able to fly, getting back up would truly be no easy matter.
Just as Qin Fengming had traveled several dozen zhang, two figures successively appeared within his divine sense.
They were precisely the two surviving mid-stage Ghost Lord cultivators.
Seeing the two appear here, Qin Fengming was slightly startled. He had not expected those two mid-stage Ghost Lords to enter this place ahead of the five Great Cultivators.
The moment the two appeared, they also discovered Qin Fengming's presence. Without the slightest hesitation, they immediately swayed into motion and each ran toward one of the small mountains.
Judging from their performance, both of them had evidently cultivated extremely powerful body-refining secret arts as well.
When Qin Fengming traveled another forty or fifty zhang, the black-faced old man unexpectedly appeared above