Time passed slowly as Qin Fengming continuously repaired and refined several magic treasures.
At this time, the Sky Flame Mountain Range was fraught with danger. The danger was several times greater than it had been during the first two years after the Sky Flame Mountain Range had opened.
In the central region of the Sky Flame Mountain Range, after several years of exhaustive searching, more than a hundred thousand cultivators had not found even the slightest trace of the spirit pool that could increase Peak Core Formation cultivators' chances of advancing to the Nascent Soul stage.
The many Core Formation cultivators were utterly disappointed. Provoked by the pent-up frustration in their hearts that they could not dispel, they turned their gazes toward the other cultivators who had entered the Sky Flame Mountain Range, hoping to reap some gains.
Under such circumstances, the entire Sky Flame Mountain Range had become a vast and incomparably bloody battlefield. Mutual fighting and sneak attacks could be seen everywhere, and such things were commonplace.
In the Misty Zone, where flying techniques could not be used and divine sense was heavily suppressed, cultivators fighting one another were even more concentrated. At that moment, less than a hundred miles southwest of Qin Fengming, seven cultivators were engaged in a mutual battle.
All seven of these cultivators were Rogue Cultivators. Although they were Rogue Cultivators, both their methods and the magic treasures they wielded were extraordinarily formidable. The clashes of their enormous magic treasures and the repeated attacks of their secret techniques rose and fell in succession, making the battle exceptionally intense.
Two hundred miles northeast of where Qin Fengming was staying, several cultivators were likewise locked in unceasing battle.
Three hundred miles due west of Qin Fengming, an old man in a five-colored Daoist robe was searching