After arriving here, Guan Feng had placed a puppet within the underground formation and left a strand of Divine Sense inside it. A hundred breaths later, that puppet would suddenly activate the formation.
If a heavenly phenomenon occurred here, it would certainly draw many people over, because the location he had chosen was also relatively close to the market in that direction.
Of course, other passing cultivators might appear as well. That would make this place even more chaotic, and that was precisely the outcome Guan Feng wanted to see.
Meanwhile, if cultivators from the Rain Nourishing Sect went to Guan Village, then once the formation there was activated, even though it had long developed considerable problems from lacking the raw materials needed for maintenance—
—it would still take the other side some effort to break into the village. That being the case, the enemy would surely have to split off a great deal of its strength.
But by the time the Rain Nourishing Sect reacted, they would certainly begin sealing off the surrounding area. Then, everyone outside would be subject to inspection.
Still, these were only Guan Feng's conjectures. His sole purpose at present was to lead his people to the place thirty thousand li westward as quickly as possible.
If the Rain Nourishing Sect had not yet sealed off the roads there, and news transmission had been delayed instead, that would be even better. Thus, he was racing against time.
Only fourteen breaths after emerging from underground, Guan Feng caught up with the village chief and the other four.
They were all flying while concealing themselves and did not dare cause overly intense spatial fluctuations, so their speed had correspondingly slowed.
"I'll carry you!"
Guan Feng immediately said. His voice suddenly rang within the minds of the four,