Five days later, Qin Fengming, transformed into a yellow-faced middle-aged man, departed from the Yan Family together with Yan Jing, the Yan Family Head, and two Yan Family Ghost General cultivators. Their escape lights shot toward the depths of the Hedong Mountains.
Meanwhile, Elder Li and the middle-aged man surnamed Yan had already vanished without a trace.
After careful consideration, Qin Fengming still decided to use this opportunity—the Eight Extremes Sect's selection for recommended candidates—to enter the Eight Extremes Sect without shedding a drop of blood, then act according to circumstances.
After the middle-aged man surnamed Yan left and returned that time, Qin Fengming had remained in the Guest Reception Pavilion. For several days in a row, none of the Yan Family members appeared to disturb him.
Qin Fengming did not ask about it.
Facing the mere Yan Family, Qin Fengming naturally had nothing to fear. Even if they truly harbored ill intentions, so long as they did not strike to kill him in a single blow, he was confident he could resolve the crisis. Of course, he was also certain that the middle-aged man surnamed Yan absolutely would not give rise to any ulterior motives.
Although he was certain that the middle-aged man surnamed Yan would not reveal his identity, the Yan Family members had surely guessed something. However, no matter what, they would never imagine that he was not actually a person from the Ghost Realm.
The distance was tens of thousands of miles, yet under Yan Jing's control of his magic treasure and rapid flight, they arrived in just over a day. Looking at the energy fluctuations revealed above the towering mountain before him, Qin Fengming slightly narrowed his eyes, and a trace of surprise surfaced in his heart.
Although the protective sect formation before them had