The moment the two saw Yi Feng approaching again, their legs began to go weak.
Yi Feng's usual calm, curious gaze suddenly seemed to carry a terrifying pressure. With every step he came closer, their minds tightened another fraction.
Their hearts were practically about to leap out of their throats.
Fortunately, Qing Yin Xianyun promptly sent them a voice transmission to soothe them.
"Don't be too nervous. Senior Yi Feng is broad-minded and won't hold your past rudeness against you. But you should learn your lesson as well. Be more cautious in your conduct from now on, lest you offend other powerful experts."
"You must know that there are always people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens."
"Not everyone possesses the magnanimity of Senior Yi Feng."
The two secretly let out long breaths and hastily bowed to Yi Feng.
"Senior."
The young man was especially ashamed, not even daring to raise his head.
Those deeply meaningful words made his cheeks burn. Recalling his earlier words and actions, he nearly wished he could burrow into the ground.
Being bowed to yet again, Yi Feng could only feel helpless.
"Don't stand on ceremony. Hurry up and handle the important matter."
Those words struck them like a blow to the head.
The two no longer dared delay and hurried toward the crimson grand formation.
The old man stepped first onto the road of white bones. Looking up at the bloody mist overhead, a ruthless look surfaced on his weathered face. His hands formed intricate seals, and countless talismans flew from his sleeves into the air!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Golden talismans shot straight into the bloody mist, streams of light streaking toward the heavens.
An impressive aura radiated from the old man's entire body, while the dazzling sight was immensely stirring. His beard and