When this kind of illusion formation was operating at full power, it naturally would not let anyone see what was happening inside. Now that the three of them had appeared, Qin Fengming, with his attainments in formations, naturally knew that the formation's might had already been weakened by the person controlling it from within.
How could Qin Fengming miss such an opportunity?
As hundreds of black blades shot out, a surging torrent of black blade light came crashing down, striking the already greatly weakened barrier of the illusion formation. The protective grand formation of Dark Silence Hall, which was fully capable of withstanding attacks from those in the Ghost King stage, actually shattered one after another.
Three Dark Silence Hall cultivators stood there with stunned expressions and vacant eyes, losing the ability to think for a time.
"Capture the three of them. We're going to the main hall of Dark Silence Hall to take a look." Qin Fengming ignored the three men. With a wave of his hand, a vast soul force bound them and flung them toward Yi Ao and the others.
Hearing Qin Fengming's words, Liang Peng immediately came to his senses from his shock. He did not dare delay and hurried ahead to lead the way.
The valley was not very large, measuring only a few miles across. A low hill stood at its center, and a palace more than a dozen yards wide sat atop it.
Surrounding this palace were four somewhat lower halls.
"Who are you? How dare you attack my Dark Silence Hall branch hall? You're courting death!"
Just as Qin Fengming and the others broke through the restrictions and flew toward the tall palace in the center, figures flashed out from two palaces ahead, and several silhouettes shot into the air at the