"Another mountain?"
After the Great Ship stopped, Wang Dun looked at the scene before him and could not help exclaiming.
The terrain here was almost identical to the place where Yu Yingxian had lain in ambush and set his trap.
A lone mountain stood there, with a volcanic crater at its summit from which lava constantly surged.
All around it lay flat, black ground.
Deathly silence hung over the land.
There were no divine herbs, no divine trees, not even any living creatures.
"This location..." He Pingsheng swept his gaze over their surroundings as he spoke. "It's off the main treasure-hunting routes, so very few people come here!"
"We basically don't need to worry about running into any competitors here, either."
"But why can't I see any sign of four-fan hell?"
He Pingsheng swept his divine sense over the area again and again, yet he could not find any four-fan hell.
"Then that Big-Mouthed Fish fellow lied to us!" Wang Dun's expression darkened.
Taizhen, however, had Xin Baobao move the Divine Boat forward a little to search carefully.
Sure enough, it worked.
As the Divine Boat moved, faint fluctuations of energy and Daoist law came from the surrounding void.
He Pingsheng instantly picked up those faint fluctuations.
He pointed in a certain direction. "Over here..."
With that, He Pingsheng flew straight out of the Divine Boat, turning into a streak of light as he headed that way alone.
Wang Dun and Taizhen followed close behind him.
Xin Baobao and the others remained aboard the Divine Boat to wait.
Rumble...
Holding the Primordial Purple Gold Staff, He Pingsheng struck the void casually. The next moment, a hidden membrane of formation light suddenly appeared.
"Hey..." Wang Dun's mouth fell open. "It's actually an Innate Divine Formation?"
"And a fourth-grade one at that?"