The Gale Azure Dragon Formation contained wind blades and conjured the illusion of an azure dragon. It was a powerful offensive formation.
Qin Fengming had never seen the formation technique being deployed, but he was fairly familiar with this formation. He had read a detailed explanation of it before, so he recognized its name at a glance.
Judging solely from the might revealed as the formation operated, Qin Fengming could determine its power. This was not a simplified version of the Gale Azure Dragon Formation, but a complete grand formation.
A formation like this could not be broken by Spirit Severing cultivators. Even thirty or forty people would be unable to shake it. Only by gathering the strength of several top-tier Profound Tier experts might there be a chance of breaking it.
Qin Fengming was somewhat uncertain whether this grand formation had been set up by Master Tian Ji of the Integration Realm, so he had not called out directly. Yet after he shouted several times, no one inside the formation answered. This suddenly gave Qin Fengming a bad feeling. He suspected that this grand formation might have been left behind by an ancient predecessor rather than set up by Ancestor Tianji.
If that was the case, then this might not be Master Tian Ji's refuge.
Qin Fengming swiftly surveyed his surroundings, and his heart filled with regret. The cultivators who had surrounded this place had all already died, their souls extinguished after he had slaughtered them cleanly. Even if he wanted to ask someone, he could no longer do so.
He looked toward the grand formation again, his eyes flickering with sharp light.
After this grand formation merged with the frigid hurricane of this place, it gave off an ancient, weathered feeling. That made Qin Fengming even less certain