These past two days of fleeing in haste had been worlds apart from when Qin Fengming entered the Wilderness and Guan Ning led him in a rapid escape. This time, they were fleeing in the face of mortal danger, with none of the composure they had shown before.
At this moment, apart from Qin Fengming, the other five late Integration stage and peak Integration stage cultivators had already turned pale.
Although their escape had not slowed, Qin Fengming understood that if they continued fleeing like this for another day, not one of the five Integration stage cultivators would be able to hold on.
With their escape techniques unleashed to the fullest, the spiritual power consumed would be several times greater than usual. Even though everyone had an uninterrupted supply of top-grade Spirit Stones to replenish their spiritual power, it was difficult to keep their expenditure and recovery in balance.
Whether driving their escape techniques or desperately absorbing the energy from top-grade Spirit Stones, they all needed spiritual sense to activate the arts. Their own spiritual power could be replenished, but as for spiritual sense, unless they meditated and cultivated to slowly recover it, none of Fellow Daoist Wu and the others could restore it in a short time.
Under such circumstances, even Qin Fengming, who had no worries about his spiritual power or soul force, began to grow deeply anxious.
If another terrifying storm of sand appeared before them, then even if Qin Fengming summoned Fang Liang, he knew in his heart that they absolutely would not be able to escape.
Just as Qin Fengming was growing anxious and considering whether to take everyone into the Xumi Cave Dwelling before summoning Fang Liang to flee, an unbroken stretch of mountain ranges suddenly appeared in his spiritual sense.
His heart leaped