The sudden turn of events not only left the middle-aged cultivator fleeing in panic pale with shock; even the female cultivator watching from several li away could not help but have her expression change drastically.
Her delicate brows drew together as she waved and drew several floating magic treasures into her arms. Then she looked toward Qin Fengming's location, already preparing to fight for them.
Here, a Ghost Commander cultivator's divine sense could probe only a dozen or so li. In these cloud-wreathed mountains, his eyesight reached barely two or three li. Thus, the female cultivator had not fully sensed Qin Fengming.
She merely felt a faint energy fluctuation arise before the fleeing cultivator died without even having time to shout.
The middle-aged man had been fully focused on whether the female cultivator was pursuing him, leaving him no attention to spare for the danger ahead. Caught off guard by Qin Fengming's sneak attack, how could he react? Even a Ghost Lord cultivator would never have been able to evade Qin Fengming when he had planned carefully while his opponent remained unaware.
After completely looting the contents of the man's storage pouch, Qin Fengming reached out with one hand, moved his body, and flew toward the female cultivator.
Seeing a cultivator approaching while carrying the corpse of the man who had just fled, the female cultivator immediately became wary. Her expression turned solemn, and sharp radiance flashed in her eyes. As the incantation within her surged, a defensive magic treasure appeared before her.
"Fairy Qing, long time no see. This humble one offers his respects."
"Oh? You're Fellow Daoist Fei? Heeheehee, you gave big sister quite a fright. I thought a powerful enemy had arrived." Only after hearing Qin Fengming speak did the female cultivator sweep her divine sense over