Gao Fei wished he could slap himself. What was he thinking, letting his mind wander at a time like this? He must be tired of living!
That was perilously close! He nearly got his head blown off!
He had skirted death, almost heading straight for the Underworld to report in!
For the next stretch of time, Gao Fei focused all his energy on following Duanmu Hong, moving closer to the Formation.
Duanmu Hong, as a Great Cultivator from ancient times, was truly a master of countless profound and mystical techniques. The dreadful rays of light were powerless against her; sensing Duanmu Hong's threat, the Formation grew violent, shooting out even more rays.
"Eh?" Gao Fei suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"What's wrong?" Duanmu Hong asked without turning back.
"I feel a kind of... a very unusual aura... from these rays of light…" Gao Fei hesitated, "It's somewhat like… death Qi... Yes, that's it, death Qi…"