"Fellow Daoist Qin, aren't you planning to go over and examine that restriction?" With a casual wave, Li Xiaodi pulled Wei Xuan, who was in front of him, to the side and had him sit cross-legged on a rock. Then he turned to Qin Fengming and spoke.
"Hmm. I'll speak with Fellow Daoist Wei here for a few moments. You go take a look first." Qin Fengming nodded, glanced at Wei Xuan, and replied.
Li Xiaodi was slightly surprised, but said nothing more. With a flash of his figure, he arrived at the place where Lu Haobo and the others had set up the restriction.
This restriction was not large, only about a zhang across. A faint glow flickered, and a mass of restrictive aura filled it. At a glance, the restriction did not seem particularly powerful.
However, the instant Li Xiaodi's divine sense touched it, his brows drew sharply together.
The moment his divine sense touched the restriction, an immense devouring force suddenly appeared. It swept up his divine sense and forcibly tried to swallow it into the restriction. At the same time, a strange force followed his divine sense and swept directly toward his body, as though it wanted to drag out his soul.
If he had not reacted swiftly and severed his divine sense in time, that powerful devouring force would nearly have swept even his soul into it.
"Huh, this small restrictive formation really does have some tricks." A soft exclamation suddenly escaped Li Xiaodi's lips. His expression also abruptly turned several degrees more solemn, vastly different from his earlier casual demeanor.
Hearing Li Xiaodi's words, the three cultivators from Panhuang City immediately revealed a hint of mockery.
Li Xiaodi ignored them. Instead, he sat cross-legged and began comprehending the restriction before him.
"Fellow Daoist Wei,