A chorus of miserable screams rang out. The young woman in the golden dress and the others were all slain; not a single one escaped.
Han Changming formed a hand seal, and the Vermilion Bird Flying Chariot's spiritual light flared brightly as it flew toward the depths of the Golden Mushroom Mountain Range.
Before ten breaths had passed, the Vermilion Bird Flying Chariot came to a stop above a gigantic valley filled with vast amounts of white mist.
Han Benfu slapped her right hand toward the void. A massive scarlet flaming palm flashed into existence, carrying astonishing heat as it struck toward the gigantic valley.
With a thunderous boom, the white mist scattered, revealing an enormous earthen-yellow light screen that covered several thousand kilometers.
The scarlet flaming palm struck the yellow light screen and instantly exploded, turning into a sea of scarlet flames that spread out and engulfed nearly half the yellow light screen. However, countless profound runes soon emerged across its surface, and the flames swiftly died out.
Several dozen cultivators stood within the valley. At their head was a pot-bellied old man in a yellow robe.
"Senior Han, this is our Qin Clan's mine. May I ask what brings you here?"
The yellow-robed old man cupped his fists, his expression tense.
Seventh-rank formations were rather precious. The Qin Clan had managed to acquire a set of seventh-rank formations for their ancestral grounds, while this mine was protected by a sixth-rank formation.
"What brings me here? This is our Han Clan's mine. You seized our Han Clan's mine, and you still have the nerve to ask?"
Han Changming sneered. With a flick of his right hand, a seal flashing with yellow light flew out, instantly expanding as it smashed toward the yellow light screen.
Han Benfu and the others