Qin Fengming did not dare linger. By the time he finally stopped over a vast island covered in sprawling mountains, seven days had already passed.
This island was so vast that Qin Fengming had not measured it, but by his estimate, it likely stretched for more than ten thousand miles.
This was the first island he had encountered over the past several days that could be considered a large island. As he had envisioned it, even if the Kunpeng Beast had pursued him here, such a massive island should be enough to hinder it for a while.
The Kunpeng Beast lived in seawater, so its abilities on land would inevitably be greatly reduced. At worst, he could enter the ground and evade the Kunpeng Beast's attacks.
After fleeing nonstop for several days, Qin Fengming was practically at the point of collapse.
Breaking the Bewildering Valley Wood had nearly exhausted all the magic power and soul energy within him. If he had not known that an incomparably terrifying vicious beast might be pursuing him from behind, Qin Fengming would have stopped flying long ago.
Once his mind relaxed, exhaustion suddenly swept through his entire body. His expression turned pained, and after coming to a stop, his whole body began to sway slightly.
"Hahaha! I never expected a fellow Daoist to arrive at this Old Ancestor's doorstep. Judging by your condition, it seems your magic power has been exhausted."
Just as Qin Fengming descended and intended to inspect his surroundings and find a place to enter secluded cultivation, a wild laugh suddenly rang out from several miles behind him. As the voice sounded, a surge of restriction fluctuations abruptly appeared. An unremarkable cliff suddenly revealed a cave.
An old man shrouded in gloomy mist was standing at the entrance of the cave.