This altar...
Qin Shaofeng grew increasingly hesitant as he looked at the altar before him.
He did not know whether it was an illusion.
But he seemed to see traces of that strange grand formation in the Endless Prison within this formation.
The two were simply too similar, leaving him unable to determine anything for the moment.
After another long stretch of investigation,
he finally confirmed that this grand formation truly belonged to that type.
There might be some differences, but the principles should have been very similar.
With a fierce wave of his left hand, he transmitted his voice into the ghost residence. "Big Brother, come out for a moment. I need some things! Quickly! Hurry!"
The two consecutive cries of "hurry" truly made Jue Wuqing, who heard him, anxious.
His figure flashed.
Jue Wuqing had already rushed out of the ghost residence's gates and appeared before them.
The moment he saw that all danger had been eliminated, he had just been about to laugh loudly when he heard Qin Shaofeng's incomparably urgent cry.
"Quickly, take out everything you have that is rich in spiritual energy—stones, spiritual fruits, whatever it is. Hurry, hurry!"
Qin Shaofeng's voice was exceptionally anxious, startling Jue Wuqing.
What had happened?
Why had he suddenly become so impatient?
Jue Wuqing had no idea why.
Yet with Qin Shaofeng in such an anxious state, he did not dare utter a single word of refusal.
He hurriedly took out one divine-patterned item after another from his Storage Ring and continuously handed them to Qin Shaofeng.
Qin Shaofeng did not even look at them, directly crushing every divine pattern Jue Wuqing handed over.
Piles upon piles of spiritual fruits and spirit stones covered the ground.
Qin Shaofeng was overjoyed.
Having this prince by their side had indeed brought