"Fourth Brother, are you setting up a teleportation formation?" Ye Jinghu finally asked after watching for a long while.
"That's right. The formation won't alter the terrain. As long as our luck isn't especially bad, there won't be any problems," Ye Jingyu said as he worked.
Meanwhile, the Five-Colored Demon Saint was still exhaling five-colored miasma.
This miasma was a Seventh Stage lethal poison. If an ordinary Spirit Transformation cultivator was accidentally struck by it, they would almost certainly die.
If a Void Refinement cultivator was struck, they would at least suffer some injuries.
If they were not treated in time, they might even die from severe wounds.
"It can only spread across a range of around thirty meters. Beyond that, it can only increase in concentration, and the effect actually becomes worse," the Five-Colored Demon Venerable said at this moment.
It had once again taken on the appearance of a Daoist-robed cultivator.
Yet as it looked at the five-colored miasma clouds in the sky, it was somewhat puzzled.
"I'm about done here too!" After Ye Jingyu finished inscribing the last formation stone, he clapped his hands and struck out the final spirit art.
As the spirit art took shape, the teleportation formation immediately shone with dazzling spiritual light.
This teleportation formation could not lead to Red Immortal City, but it could reach a deserted island beyond Wind Profound Continent.
As long as they used the teleportation formation and then slipped into the Wild Sea, Ye Jingyu was confident that even an Eight Stage Wind Origin Clan member would not be able to catch them.
"Go!" Ye Jingyu sent out another formation flag, then had Peachwood retract its roots.
The teleportation platform from before immediately vanished once more, turning into an endless expanse of seawater.
"Fourth Brother, will this affect..."