"Your junior brother Qin Fengming is at the foot of a towering mountain thirty li to Senior Brother's front left. Senior Brother may come here at once. When you arrive, Junior Brother can use the array formation to drive back those three bald donkeys."
Although the two people fleeing ahead were resisting the attacks of the three behind them while flying away, they showed no sign of being in any danger of losing their lives.
But since he had encountered his senior brother, Qin Fengming naturally would not stand by and do nothing. Thus, he sent a voice transmission.
Qin Fengming also admired Poison Dragon Ascendant greatly. When they had parted in the Sky Flame Mountain Range, Poison Dragon Ascendant had only been a Peak Core Formation cultivator. He had never expected that after merely forty or fifty years apart, the man would have already advanced to the Nascent Soul stage.
Judging from the energy fluctuations he revealed, his cultivation had already stabilized as well. Presumably, he had advanced for at least twenty or thirty years.
The figure within that dense black demonic mist was indeed Poison Dragon Ascendant. A highly familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears, causing his heart to pause for a moment. But in the next instant, he recognized the identity of the person sending the voice transmission. It was precisely Qin Fengming, the young master of Manghuang Mountain, whom he had been searching for so long.
After being pursued by two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Divine Vulture Sect outside the Sky Flame Mountain Range and having no choice but to split up, Poison Dragon Ascendant had gone to Manghuang Mountain several times in search of Qin Fengming, but had never encountered him.
Hearing Qin Fengming's voice transmission this time, the delight in his heart