(Unbeknownst to me, today has already become New Year's Eve again. Xuzhen wishes all Fellow Daoists family happiness and success in everything.)
Watching the two people fighting within the enormous barrier in the sky, the expressions of the several hundred cultivators on the square had already changed several times.
As for that vicious-faced old man, every cultivator who had come to Chongyun Mountain earlier had witnessed him make a move.
Although the vicious-faced old man appeared crude and boorish, he was actually a meticulous man. Not only were his attacks ruthless, but his methods were also formidable and his secret techniques astonishing. In just two or three months, forty or fifty cultivators had already fallen to his hands.
A cultivator with such strength had actually been unable to withstand even one exchange before that timid-looking middle-aged cultivator and had obediently handed over his Yin Stone essence blood. If they had not witnessed it themselves, everyone absolutely would not have believed it.
By this point, how could everyone still not understand? That middle-aged cultivator, who possessed only the late Ghost Commander stage, had been digging a pit from the very beginning and luring everyone to jump into it.
Most of the people on the square were still standing in the distance. Although they were shocked, they were mostly gloating now.
Because they had not stepped forward to participate in surrounding Qin Fengming, whatever happened naturally had nothing to do with them.
However, the cultivators who had once surrounded Qin Fengming had not yet changed their expressions drastically, but their faces had already grown solemn.
All of them had distinguished themselves from among several thousand cultivators, so their insight was naturally first-rate.
Although, in their eyes, the vicious-faced old man's defeat had been caused by a sneak attack, being bold enough to