Surrounded by four mighty existences, Qin Fengming's expression was somewhat gloomy, yet sharp light continued to flash in his eyes. He showed not the slightest sign of fear.
As for the people of the Devil Race, neither side had any credibility to speak of.
They had been able to join forces against their enemies earlier only because they were bound by a common interest. Now that both sides had achieved what they wanted, their relationship naturally had to be redefined.
Regarding the actions of the two Great Cultivators from the Devil Realm, Qin Fengming was not angry in the slightest. Instead, he admired them greatly.
To be able to turn hostile at the drop of a hat—just this alone was something Qin Fengming could not do.
Although Qin Fengming did not consider himself a righteous and upright cultivator, the earnest teachings of his master Zhang Li from Luoxia Valley during his youth still remained in his heart.
Seeing that He Jie was still trying to entice him with honeyed words, Qin Fengming could not help but dismiss them with a smile.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoists, if this Qin really hands over those two items, can you truly let this Qin leave? Such words meant to deceive children should be left unsaid. If you have the ability, you can capture this Qin. By then, let alone those two items—even the other treasures on this Qin's person will belong to the two of you. Otherwise, before this Qin leaves, there is a good chance he will take one of you with him."
"Hmph, you little brat, how dare you boast so shamelessly! Before the Thunderous Demonic Array jointly activated by the two of us, along with the combined-strike formation formed by more than a hundred cultivators, you are merely a late Nascent Soul