The cultivator cried out in alarm, his eyes fixed intently on the surging restriction's flickering light as astonishment appeared on his face.
Not long after, the cultivator's expression changed. With a flash in his hand, a jade tablet appeared. He tapped rapidly across its surface, and a cluster of flickering light immediately emerged from it.
"Senior Brothers, look! The aura of the Profound Purple Sword has already disappeared from within this restriction."
As two figures rapidly entered the vast cave dwelling, the extremely anxious-looking cultivator immediately cried out.
If Qin Fengming had been present, he would certainly have recognized these two cultivators who had hurried over. They were none other than Gong Gan and Li Ziyang, the two men who had caused him to be swept into the Du Ming Palace's restriction back then.
At this moment, the two mighty figures of the Purple Firmament Sect wore extremely solemn expressions, their faces as cold as still water. Clearly, both had matters of grave concern weighing on their minds.
Before the cultivator guarding the place could finish speaking, the two had already arrived before the huge round table. Without the slightest hesitation, they simultaneously waved their hands and sent out a series of talisman patterns.
Amid a burst of humming, the eight incense burners originally placed on the round table suddenly began to spin. As flickering lights flashed, a rotating Eight Trigrams diagram appeared atop the round table.
The Eight Trigrams diagram rotated and glittered. A strange aura suddenly gathered rapidly from all around the vast cavern, converging toward the flickering diagram.
Gong Gan and Li Ziyang had their eyes tightly shut, their entire bodies trembling. The talisman patterns in their hands flashed forth in rapid succession, merging swiftly into the Eight Trigrams diagram. The cultivator who had been guarding the