Qin Fengming's blatant slaughter had naturally aroused the fury of the masses, but he was not worried in the slightest.
Facing these Ghost Commander cultivators, they posed no threat to him at all.
Since he had already flaunted his might in the square back then, he did not mind displaying it again in this secret realm.
While Qin Fengming was slaughtering his way through the secret realm, a peculiar meeting was being held in a valley a thousand miles away. Several cultivators presided over the meeting. If Qin Fengming had been there, he would certainly have recognized most of them.
On a huge rock more than a dozen zhang across, several peak Ghost Commander cultivators were sitting cross-legged. Below, the valley was packed with people. A rough count put their number at over two hundred, and every one of them was at the peak Ghost Commander realm. There were even more than twenty female cultivators among them.
"I see that most of the fellow cultivators on friendly terms with us have arrived. Why don't we begin?" one of the old men said, sweeping his eyes around with a somewhat gloomy expression.
This man was none other than the old man Ximen, whom Qin Fengming had once captured.
"Brother Ximen, is a mere junior at the late Ghost Commander stage worth going to such lengths? Is he truly worth joining forces with so many fellow cultivators?" An old man in gray robes blinked his triangular eyes as he spoke, seemingly rather unconcerned with the actions of the old man Ximen and the others.
"Brother Shen, to be frank, that junior's methods are extraordinary. Not only is his movement technique bizarre, he also has three peak Ghost Commander Puppets assisting him. Those Puppets possess astonishing power. My Fierce Lion Beast could not