"Master, I'm afraid they've sealed this place off."
At this moment beneath the giant tree, Hui Miqiu, Little Sable, and Qin He had all awakened. Staring at the earthen-yellow formation barrier before them, they were somewhat dumbfounded.
When they had entered, the formation had clearly not been like this.
Moreover, there had originally been guards outside the barrier, but now they had vanished without a trace.
Since no one had disturbed them all this time, Hui Miqiu concluded that the Blood Raven Ancestor had most likely sealed this place away.
"That old ghost is quite the schemer." Qin He stroked his chin. He had already tried just now—the formation's defensive power was anything but ordinary.
Without the Chaos Shovel, forcibly breaking it open would take some effort.
"Master, what do we do?" Hui Miqiu asked.
At this moment, he had already taken the appearance of a middle-aged man. His eyes gleamed brightly, his hair was jet-black, and though he could not quite be called radiant with vigor, compared to his former decrepit appearance, it was like heaven and earth.
His strength had leapt to the late Spring Gushing Realm, nearly complete, crossing a full two minor stages.
Next was Little Sable, steadily at the middle Dao Palace Realm. The spiritual charm around her had grown ever fuller, and her figure appeared more slender, faintly carrying a touch of enchanting allure.
Strangely, Little Sable still showed no signs of taking human form.
The more powerful a demon's bloodline was, the later it would take human form, because the power of its original bloodline alone brought boundless benefits.
The Ancestral Demon Technique had the effect of refining one's bloodline.
Finally, there was Qin He. He had reached the middle Wheel Sea Realm, advancing one minor stage.
That was already no small feat