Watching the Heavenly Ghost Holy Lord vanish into the surging red mist, no one immediately moved forward.
There was certainly a terrifying grand formation hidden in the mist ahead. Even if it was not a protective grand formation like the one in the Qiu Ling Area, its might was surely no weaker than that of the previous formation.
Faced with a grand formation of that level, no one dared to risk entering it lightly.
Everyone gathered together and looked toward the vast red blood mist surging several thousand zhang away. For a time, they all stood motionless.
Among these dozen or so people, quite a few could be called formation grandmasters, including Saintly Venerable Shiyou, Profound Ghost Saint Ancestor, and Saintly Venerable Cantian. Yet when faced with the Miro Realm's guardian formation, no one dared claim they could definitely break it.
If Qin Fengming had not been present, they would hardly have considered anything else. They would certainly have joined forces to unleash attacks and attempted to smash through it with brute force.
Though simple and crude, that was the safest method for them.
Things were different now. The group stopped and said nothing, but all of them were waiting for Qin Fengming to speak. Only if Qin Fengming could not break it would they try the simplest method.
"Everyone, fall back. This Qin will test the blood mist ahead."
Qin Fengming did not hesitate for long. As soon as he spoke, his figure flickered and had already crossed the tall mountain where the Heavenly Ghost Holy Lord and Bai Jing's Illusory Body had been.
"Young Friend Qin, be careful!" Holy Lord Nie Po called out in warning while retreating.
Seeing this, the other Mahayanas also moved one after another, withdrawing more than ten li. Even if the grand formation