Stopping before the formation, the two Ghost Cultivators did not hesitate for long before following Qin Fengming and the two others into the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Formation. The sea cultivator's expression shifted slightly, but he too stepped inside without much hesitation.
Faced with that young cultivator's strange skills, the sea cultivator had already determined that Qin Fengming was a late Nascent Soul stage Great Cultivator.
For such a powerful existence to kill a mere Early Shapeshifting Stage Demon Cultivator like him, there was no need to trick him into some formidable formation. A direct attack would be enough to kill him where he stood.
Seeing three Nascent Soul cultivators suddenly appear, Bing'er, who had been guarding the formation, could not help changing expression.
But when she saw that her older brother Rong Qing and the others showed no unusual reaction at all, she naturally put her mind at ease.
"Fellow Daoists, there's no need to stand on ceremony. Please, sit down. I asked the three of you to come here merely because there are some matters I don't understand and wish to ask you about." Qin Fengming's expression was calm, and he showed not the slightest intention of harming them. His tone was extremely courteous.
"There's no need to be so formal, Senior. If you have any instructions, we will naturally tell you the truth."
Although the three voices were different, their meaning was exactly the same. By this point, the three had no hostile intentions left at all. They could only leave everything to fate. If the Senior before them truly intended to kill them, then even if they unleashed their strongest abilities, they absolutely could not contend with a late Nascent Soul stage Great Cultivator.
Even self-detonating their bodies would never seriously injure the other party.
"Fellow Daoist