Qin Fengming's heart jolted when the sudden force of teleportation descended upon him, and a surge of delight abruptly welled up inside him.
After flying for three months, the group had already covered several million li. However, this time, they were no longer flying about aimlessly.
After Che Hong's reminder, their collective intelligence naturally allowed them to sense that something was amiss.
Even so, they wandered for two whole months before finally drawing some conclusions.
The place they now occupied was precisely the source of the mist's changes, which they had jointly deduced. Even so, across this vast region, the mist's changes remained exceedingly slight.
Finding the central area was still incredibly difficult for them.
Yet as they flew, a bizarre force descended upon them. Their bodies immediately lost control and were enveloped by an unfamiliar power. In the next instant, their vision suddenly changed, and their minds grew intensely dizzy.
As the bodies of Qin Fengming and the other five cultivators at the front underwent changes, the people rushing up from behind sensed nothing unusual about them at all. Seeing that the group's condition had not changed in the slightest, they continued flying forward at full speed.
Only after Chu Shixian and the other four sensed the strange power descending upon them did they suddenly awaken to the truth: what Qin Fengming and the others had left behind was already an illusion. They had already been teleported away.
The moment they understood this, Chu Shixian and the others' minds reeled, and they too were teleported away.
A sudden chant of Buddhist scriptures entered Qin Fengming's ears. His vision brightened, and his body came to a stop in a place enveloped by seven-colored clouds.
Hearing the Buddhist chanting, Qin Fengming's body trembled involuntarily. A feeling that invigorated his spirit suddenly