On this basis.
When Lu Feng considered Qian Meng and Sun Fu's words again, he could not help suspecting that the Rogue Cultivator who had bought Thousand Mountains' formation blueprint was very likely connected to Moonflower Immortal of the Saint Sect.
After all, for a formation master, upon learning that the missing portion matching the formation in their possession had resurfaced in the world, there was no way they would remain indifferent. They would certainly find a way to obtain it.
That Rogue Cultivator might have been sent by Moonflower Immortal to bid for Thousand Mountains' formation blueprint under the cover of darkness.
At present.
If the person Tang Yuan had described came from the Saint Sect, could he be the person Ru Jijie had mentioned?
And could Xia Yiyun be in his hands?
As Lu Feng pondered to himself, Tang Yuan's voice came again.
"That person ultimately ran deeper toward the Inner City, crossing this lake."
Qian Meng glanced at Lu Feng, then at Tang Yuan, and hesitated. "Should we proceed in another direction? In our current state, it would be unwise to provoke enemies."
Tang Yuan's expression stiffened, as though he felt that avoiding them was inappropriate.
Just as he was struggling with how to suggest going after them...
Qian Xin's voice suddenly rang out. "Master~ Look, quickly~"
"Fog?"
Tang Yuan froze and looked toward the surface of the lake where Qian Xin was pointing. He saw a vast expanse of dense white mist slowly drifting over from the distant waters.
The mist was extraordinarily thick, utterly unlike any ordinary fog. It carried a heavy, oppressive aura, giving the impression of boats floating over the water and slowly sailing forward.
Qian Meng's expression turned grave. "This isn't fog. It's Profound Mist Mountain's Dividing Profound Mist Realm!"
Sun Fu