Mahayana was an unreachable height to Qin Fengming. Forget Mahayana—even Integration was a towering existence he did not know whether he could ever reach.
Though he had long known that the female cultivator within the statue and the middle-aged cultivator before him were people of profound cultivation, he had never imagined that the true bodies of the two were actually supreme existences from an upper interface.
Such an encounter was, to Qin Fengming, an immense opportunity that could only come once in countless lifetimes.
Some cultivators could cultivate all their lives without ever meeting an Integration stage cultivator, yet he had actually been given the chance to share a room with two Mahayana Realm existences.
Thinking back, he had even once attacked a female cultivator of the Mahayana Realm and used the Startled Soul Whisper secret technique on her.
Now that he thought about it, Qin Fengming suddenly felt ice-cold all over.
Though that female cultivator had possessed only a wisp of divine soul and her cultivation might have fallen greatly long ago, even so, she was not someone a mere Nascent Soul cultivator like him could casually provoke.
"Little friend, you may never have heard of what I have told you, but that is unimportant. You obtained my Silver Spirit corpse, which means you and I are fated to meet. With this wisp of divine soul, I can no longer return to the upper realm. Therefore, I ask you to take this wisp of my divine soul with you when you ascend. I do not wish to keep wandering in the lower realm."
Seeing Qin Fengming's expression gradually change from shock to calm, the middle-aged cultivator spoke again.
"Senior, ascending to the upper realm is something this junior yearns for greatly. But to be frank, this junior's constitution is