Pang Qingfeng and the Others Encounter Danger

Deep within the Ten-Thousand Miasma Ancient Forest lay a region of jagged, strange rock formations.

Countless enormous stone pillars rose from the ground like an array of giant gods, pointing straight toward the dim sky.

At this moment, this area that should have been silent was instead filled with roaring magical power and flashing treasure light, shattering its age-old stillness.

Pang Qingfeng and his four companions had clashed fiercely here with six other rogue cultivators over the ownership of spiritual materials.

Pang Qingfeng faced two opponents alone, battling two fierce Half-Saints by himself! He continuously threw out defensive array disks he had personally refined, which transformed into layers of defensive barriers before him.

The two Half-Saints on the other side attacked madly. One controlled a tower-shaped magical treasure that grew as large as a mountain and crashed down again and again with overwhelming force, every strike carrying heaven-shaking might.

The other wielded flying swords. Tens of thousands of sword shadows poured down like an overturned river of stars, their fierce sword qi crisscrossing through the air as they attacked him from all directions.

With every head-on clash, another layer of Pang Qingfeng's defensive array disks shattered, forcing him to throw out the defensive array disks he had refined over the years one after another just to hold on. His situation was extremely perilous.

Elsewhere, Yun Ranlin was facing a red-haired cultivator.

This red-haired cultivator's domain divine ability was exceptionally powerful. Profound Yang Truefire boiled around him, transforming into fire dragons capable of burning heaven and destroying earth as they pounced toward Yun Ranlin. Wherever they passed, space twisted and stone pillars throughout the stone forest collapsed one after another.

Yun Ranlin, meanwhile, had only recently advanced to the Half-Saint realm. He could only rely on his own sword domain to