"What's the plan?"
Qin Sheng turned his head toward Duan De, feeling expectant. At a time like this, he really could only count on the miraculous Dezi.
"We leak the news here and let the Ziwei cultivators know. Borrow their strength to attack the Kunpeng Nest, then we can reap the rewards without lifting a finger!" Duan De grinned smugly.
"How's that plan?"
Qin Sheng: "..."
What a fucking idiot.
"This is Ziwei, not Beidou. The sacred lands and great sects here don't have Emperor Weapons. What are they supposed to use to attack the Kunpeng Nest?"
Have Great Abilities wield Saint Weapons to attack a Quasi-Emperor Formation?
However many came would simply die.
A hundred or a thousand Great Abilities wielding Great Saint Weapons could not even harm a single hair on Ye Fan, who stood at the Sage King Peak and held one of the Immortal-Slaying Four Swords.
Yet even Ye Fan was helpless against a Quasi-Emperor Formation.
"Do you think this is the Emperor Qing's Yang Tomb we visited before? That it can be broken so easily?"
Upon hearing this, Yi Qingwu and Li Wan exchanged looks, both bewildered and shocked.
Had they heard correctly?
These two had actually attacked the tomb of the last Great Emperor—the Emperor Qing?!
"Ziwei cultivators are useless!" Duan De declared sharply.
"Search carefully." Qin Sheng held Xiao Nannan as he flew around the Quasi-Emperor Formation.
The Kunpeng Nest and the mountain before it were entirely covered by the formation, sealed without the slightest gap.
However, there was no Chaos energy on the mountain. It appeared tranquil, and they could clearly see the situation within at a glance.
Spirit medicines grew everywhere. There was a spirit herb every three steps and a Saint Tree every five, like an entire mountain of medicine.