The Wang-surnamed Daoist awoke from unconsciousness. Looking at the scene before him, the expression on his face had become impossible to describe in words. It was not merely shock and confusion. More than anything else, it was fear.
A cultivator in the early Core Formation stage had captured fifteen cultivators at the peak of the late Core Formation stage in a mere moment. If the Wang-surnamed Daoist had not witnessed it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it, no matter what.
With a flash of his figure, Qin Fengming arrived before the vicious old man. He raised a hand, covering the top of the old man's head with it. Under the even more astonished gazes of the crowd, Qin Fengming began casting the Soul Searching Technique.
A moment later, Qin Fengming snorted coldly and flicked his hand. The vicious old man had already vanished without a trace.
Then, without the slightest hesitation, he searched the souls of three cultivators in succession before Qin Fengming finally stopped. By then, the expression on his face had returned to normal.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, thank you for your assistance this time and for leading this Qin here. As for the remaining insignificant people, I'll leave them to you. Whether you release them or kill them is naturally up to you. From here on, this Qin won't need you to guide him any further. Now that matters here are settled, you may return on your own."
As Qin Fengming spoke, he clasped his fists. His escaping light rose, and he shot toward the distance.
Watching the young cultivator vanish from sight, Old Man Wang remained unable to recover for a long while.
What the young cultivator had done just now had already exceeded his understanding. Not only had a cultivator in the