More than half an hour passed.
Qin Shaofeng knew that within an illusion array, the best method was to remain unchanged while swiftly deducing the workings of the grand array, then finding a way to break it.
Yet after more than half an hour, he clearly realized that continuing to break the array here was nearly impossible.
Since that was the case, he might as well move forward for a while and see what happened.
He acted as soon as he thought of it.
Qin Shaofeng strode quickly ahead.
One step, two steps.
Each time his foot came down, although his divine sense could not leave his body, he still carefully examined the changes in himself with it.
With every step, he felt as though he were treading upon water.
His foot landed.
Ripples of water began spreading outward.
Like ripples formed from space itself, they shook the entire space once before vanishing.
When his next step fell, the same thing happened again.
"Something's not right. The situation here is completely different from normal."
Qin Shaofeng stopped where he was once more.
He closed his eyes and pondered.
One incense stick, two incense sticks.
Time slowly flowed on. He felt as though he had grasped something, yet also as though he had sensed nothing at all.
"Where exactly did the problem appear?"
"The ripples?"
"That's it!"
He abruptly jolted awake, his gaze sweeping over the space again.
What he could see still seemed to be nothing but white mist filling the entire space, but terror and apprehension had already arisen within him.
"I hope my guess is wrong. Otherwise, this graveyard absolutely cannot be the tomb residence of that so-called Myriad Gods. A mere Divine Star Position cultivator simply wouldn't have the ability to create such a bizarre space." Qin