Fortune was found amid danger. Seeing so many Ghost Marshals and hearing that an insect plague was about to erupt in Scorching Sand Mountain Range, Ghost Lord cultivators had flocked there. Qin Fengming felt the same way.
Hadn't he been the same back then? Although he had known the Three Realms War was dangerous, he had still insisted on venturing into the Ghost Realm.
Thinking of this, Qin Fengming also somewhat understood why two sects had joined forces back then and spent enormous amounts of manpower, resources, and wealth to construct Crimson Sky City.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, your Formation Attainment truly astounds us. Without a formation scroll, you restored the ancient restriction at the city gate in less than a day. If we can withstand the insect plague siege this time, Fellow Daoist, your contribution will be immeasurable.
"I heard that you also intend to enter Scorching Sand Mountain Range together with Brother Yu and the others. In that case, you will need to leave Crimson Sky City tomorrow and first avoid the areas where the ant swarms may appear. You still have less than a day to study the records of Crimson Sky City. Brother Yu will accompany you there now."
When the two returned to the main hall, Fen Yue and the others had already risen to greet them, all of them staring at Qin Fengming with gleaming eyes. As Fen Yue spoke, he clasped his fists toward Qin Fengming in salute.
A Formation Grandmaster with genuine ability was extraordinarily important to any sect. After witnessing Qin Fengming's formation techniques, the four cultivators in charge of Crimson Sky City could no longer remain composed.
Watching Qin Fengming and Yu Shihai turn and leave, the four cultivators stood in the main hall for a long while without turning around.