Faced with the Ghost Lord cultivator who suddenly appeared, Qin Fengming could not help feeling his heart tighten. Under the shroud of his divine sense, he immediately discovered a faint energy fluctuation revealed among the pile of rubble.
It turned out that this place was not without Ghost Lord cultivators stationed there. Rather, the Ghost Lord cultivators guarding it all existed within the rocks.
If Qin Fengming had not cautiously kept the Wind Concealment Talisman active, then no matter how superb his aura-concealing and concealment techniques were, it would have been difficult to say whether he could escape the Ghost Lord cultivator's close-range perception.
Watching that Ghost Lord cultivator spread his body without the slightest pause and shoot away as a streak of dark light, blue light flashed in Qin Fengming's eyes, and he immediately looked toward that stretch of rubble.
Within the time it took to breathe a few times, his body moved, and he too headed in the direction the Ghost Lord cultivator had left.
Although Qin Fengming instantly confirmed that the restriction set up in the rubble would not be too difficult for him to break, he was unwilling to risk taking action without knowing whether there were any other restrictions in this place.
Half an hour later, a faint streak of dark light shot away, rapidly weaving through the mountains shrouded in red mist.
Suddenly, a faint blue figure appeared beside that faint streak of dark light. Before the Ghost Lord cultivator could react, the energy of a restriction had already entered his body.
The entire process seemed to happen in an instant. Even if someone noticed something unusual in the air, by the time they rubbed their eyes and looked carefully, not the slightest anomaly remained in the sky. It was as if their eyes