After flying for another half an incense stick, Li Yan and the others arrived above an island thick with dense woods and tangled shade. Neither hesitated, descending directly toward it.
At the same time, a token appeared in each of their hands. The instant they touched the invisible grand formation barrier, light streamed into the tokens, and Li Yan felt the token in his hand tremble faintly.
Inside Tuban, the unconscious Yang Youxian's face turned even paler. He had just lost another drop of vital blood.
With a soft hiss, Li Yan and the other man passed directly through an invisible barrier. At the same time, several streams of Divine Sense swept over them. Among them, Li Yan sensed one exceptionally powerful presence.
As expected, Nascent Soul cultivators patrol this place at all times. Their defenses are extremely tight.
This was unlike the sects on the Desolate Moon Continent. Many sects with Nascent Soul cultivators only conducted patrols from time to time, rather than inspecting every visitor.
Even when a Nascent Soul cultivator was on duty, most of the time they merely sensed for abnormalities while sitting in meditation with their eyes closed.
"Whether they fear sneak attacks from wind beasts or enemies coming to their door, these defenses truly are strict."
Though Li Yan's expression remained unchanged, every muscle in his body had tightened. The moment he noticed anything amiss, he would immediately force his way out.
Yet nothing like the Grand Elder's exposure had occurred, where several Nascent Soul cultivators had locked onto him at once.
The formation and Divine Sense should not have detected any flaw in the disguise created by the Truth-Confusing Pill...
Li Yan swiftly assessed the surrounding situation in his mind.
Yet even after the two entered the grand formation, those streams of Divine