Qin Fengming knew the direction Xu Ping and the others had taken. Although he could not determine where they had encountered the other side's base, he had a rough idea.
Qin Fengming concealed himself in the void and flew in one direction.
He was certain this place was no longer peaceful. He did not know how many cultivators were moving through the area. Qin Fengming naturally had no desire to run into them, so he remained highly alert, releasing his divine sense. At the slightest hint of anything unusual, he would immediately stop and take a detour.
Of course, he avoided fierce beasts and birds of prey even farther away.
His goal was to gather useful information without alerting the other side. If he could capture one of them, that would naturally be ideal.
Seven days later, Qin Fengming stopped in a mountainous region. His divine sense swept over a distant area where waves of restriction energy fluctuated, and his brows furrowed slightly.
That was naturally where Zou Rui's group of cultivators had established their foothold in this secret realm space.
Although it was still two thousand miles away, Qin Fengming already dared not approach. Since the other side had set up a great formation here, they might well have arranged surveillance formations around it too.
Qin Fengming did not want to alert the enemy, so he stopped.
His eyes flickering, Qin Fengming roughly estimated the distance from here to the great formation they had set up. It was extremely far—over a billion miles.
Qin Fengming still did not know how vast this secret realm space was, but the area the four of them had explored already exceeded a billion miles.
Such a vast region was truly suitable as a battlefield for Mahayana cultivators.
However, Qin Fengming was certain that