"Fine, we'll do as you say." Crimson Demon Ancestor did not hesitate in the slightest and immediately agreed to Qin Fengming's proposal.
The two no longer spoke. With a flash of their figures, they each flew off into the distance.
This place was sealed by restrictions, but within the area surrounded by the mountains, there was no trace of restrictions. Even the spatial aura Qin Fengming had sensed upon entering had vanished without a trace.
This clearly was not within a spatial formation. It seemed that Nine Ruins Mountain had truly gone to great lengths in setting up this battleground. Their aim was to ensure that not a single restriction was mixed into it, allowing the cultivators who entered to fight without any external force influencing them.
Qin Fengming and Crimson Demon Ancestor each took up a position and began setting up their own restrictions.
To unleash rune patterns and maintain them for a long time, a cultivator naturally needed to empower them with his own magical energy. To keep that energy constantly abundant, a formation was needed to seal and preserve it.
"Why is that youngster setting up such a massive formation?" As Qin Fengming hurried across the empty mountain ranges, waving his arms, astonished voices rose from outside the restrictions.
"Hmph, this is a contest of comprehension regarding rune patterns, not a contest of restrictive formations. If he wants to rely on a powerful formation to win, then he's mistaken. Could so many of us really let him use tricks to defeat Fellow Daoist Crimson Demon?" A cold snort rang out, followed by words of protest.
"Exactly. We won't agree to him winning by relying on a powerful formation. Surely the fellow Daoists of Nine Ruins Mountain won't agree either." The crowd echoed the sentiment, all of them