A look of horror appeared in the hearts of both the Crimson Demon Ancestor and Qin Fengming when they sensed that seemingly faint fluctuation in the void.
Both were top-tier figures in the Path of Formations. Even without testing it with their origin Spirit Patterns, they could tell that extremely extraordinary restrictions were spread across the entire island.
If not for the energy aura carried along by Sea Ao, which swayed like countless writhing tentacles, Qin Fengming and the Crimson Demon Ancestor were certain that the moment they entered, they would be trapped on the spot.
Qin Fengming did not dare say whether they could break through the restrictions and escape.
The fact that there was a Mahayana on this island alone caused wariness to rise in Qin Fengming's heart.
He believed he could exchange a few attacks with an ordinary Mahayana, but within the powerful restrictions controlled by his opponent, even if he summoned Fierce Blood, he could not guarantee that he would escape alive.
At that moment, a trace of regret suddenly arose in Qin Fengming's heart. He regretted coming here directly without giving the matter more thought.
But that thought only flashed through his mind before he immediately erased it. Since he had already arrived, whether what lay ahead was a dragon's lair or a tiger's den, he would still charge through it.
The three flew past at high speed in a triangular formation, without disturbing the mountain forests hidden beneath the mist.
After several hours, the three entered more than a hundred thousand miles into this enormous island. As they flew onward, Qin Fengming felt the aura of restrictions scattered throughout the void from beginning to end.
Facing these ancient clans that had stood for countless years, Qin Fengming felt deep admiration.
For a clan to