"Senior, we truly do not know whether our master has any other cave abodes. Whenever something comes up, he generally summons the two of us here."
Facing Qin Fengming now, the two Ghost Lord cultivators were utterly convinced that the middle-aged cultivator before them was a Great Cultivator like their master. Otherwise, he could never have possessed such overwhelmingly powerful means.
Naturally, neither dared deceive Qin Fengming with even the slightest lie in answering his question.
Qin Fengming, who had changed into a fresh set of clothes, knitted his brows slightly. His question had indeed been unnecessary. Anyone who possessed a secret cave abode would generally never reveal it, even to their own disciples.
It seemed this undertaking would ultimately leave him returning at a loss.
"Hmm? There's still powerful energy emanating from that cave abode!"
Just as Qin Fengming pondered this, another tremendous surge of energy suddenly welled out of the collapsed cavern in the distance, where the vast shock waves were slowly dissipating.
At the sight, an ominous premonition abruptly rose in Qin Fengming's heart.
"Gagagaga!" A spine-chilling howl rang out without warning, just as Qin Fengming momentarily froze.
Startled, all three immediately concentrated their divine senses and swept them toward the sound. That thunderous roar, which shook heaven and earth, had come from the collapsed cave abode. It reverberated across the wilderness, making the entire valley tremble.
Could that old bastard still be alive? The sight sent a sudden jolt through Qin Fengming's heart.
Rather than retreating, he shot forward toward the site, the Dragon Pattern Mystic Tortoise Shell Shield already gripped in his hand.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Fengming reached the cavern. A sharp gleam flashed in his eyes as he surveyed the vast collapsed section of mountainside before him.
An astonishing surge