Qiyun Mountain. Qin Fengming had never heard of it. In his impression, among the sects ranked in Nantang Commandery, there was no such sect at all. It was clearly just a small sect.
While Qin Fengming flew at top speed, a jade slip had already appeared in his hand. This jade slip contained records introducing the various sects and cultivation Lineages in Nantang Commandery.
A short while later, Qin Fengming understood exactly what sort of force Qiyun Mountain was. He also came to understand the sect called Xilemen Sect, with which he had planned to form an alliance.
Qiyun Mountain and Xilemen Sect could only be considered fourth- or fifth-rate sects in the Yuanfeng Empire, where sects stood as thick as a forest.
Although Nascent Soul cultivators guarded their sects, there were only two or three of them. As for the several dozen Core Formation cultivators within the sects, they were nothing in Qin Fengming's eyes.
One had to know that Qin Fengming had already fought three mid Nascent Soul stage cultivators. Although his true abilities naturally made it difficult for him to shake a mid Nascent Soul stage cultivator in the slightest, this was still enough to show Qin Fengming's current strength.
Thus, Qin Fengming had never really taken Qiyun Mountain to heart.
Just as Qin Fengming flew rapidly forward, a streak of escaping light suddenly flashed in the distance and flew straight toward him. Its speed was astonishingly fast.
Qin Fengming abruptly halted beneath a furrowed brow. As he stared at the streak of escaping light ahead, gleaming light flashed in his eyes, and he could already see what was wrapped within it. It was a gigantic bird.
The instant he saw the bird draw near, Qin Fengming's expression turned grave. He recognized this bird. It was undoubtedly