The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth was so dense that it had become mist visible to the naked eye. Yet that mist was rapidly being consumed and sucked away. Qingfeng felt that his friend surely could not hold on much longer either.
He immediately shouted out his thoughts, hoping his friend would make a decision.
After all, he did not know whether pulling his friend out before he had matured would injure him.
"All right, I'll wait a little longer." Qingfeng received the message his friend struggled to send.
His friend had asked him to wait a little longer; he still wanted to hold on a little longer.
Qingfeng recovered somewhat and knelt on the ground.
After looking up at his friend, he lowered his gaze to the formation flickering on the ground.
With a bang, Qingfeng braced his left hand against the ground, then slammed his right fist into the formation. Unfortunately, the formation was not affected in the slightest. The ground was incomparably hard, far beyond his ability to break through in his current state.
Even at his peak, he could have done nothing to this ground.
Destroying the formation was therefore impossible.
The senior who had laid down the formation back then surely would not have left such an obvious flaw.
Qingfeng knew he had taken too much for granted.
He was now like a desperately ill man seeking any doctor he could find.
"I can't wait any longer." Qingfeng felt he could not wait for his friend to ask for help.
If this continued, the damage he suffered might be irreversible.
Qingfeng stood up, intending to pull his friend out. Being injured was better than losing his life.
But just then, Qingfeng shuddered and abruptly turned to look ahead.
"Mist?" To his delighted surprise,