Qin Fengming stood in midair and swept his gaze over the five men and one woman surrounding him. His expression remained as before—not the slightest bit flustered. Instead, there was even a trace of a smile, as though he was eagerly hoping they would attack.
"That middle-aged cultivator claims his surname is Fei. Could he be the same person who joined forces with another Young Master Huang several hours ago to rob nearly two hundred cultivators?"
Before the six male and female cultivators could act, a young cultivator among the group in the distance suddenly spoke, his words tumbling out with urgent speed. As he spoke, fear actually appeared on his face.
Peak Ghost Commanders had all cultivated for several hundred years.
In Qin Fengming's old home, the Great Liang Kingdom, they would have been considered top-tier existences.
Yet even after cultivators reached the Aggregation stage or higher, there were still existences that could make them fearful. At this moment, Qin Fengming was precisely the person most feared by the many cultivators inside the secret realm.
Relying on the strength of only two cultivators, he had dared to fight two hundred cultivators of the same rank—and had defeated them without shedding a drop of blood. What kind of combat power was that? Merely hearing about it was enough to make the hearts of Ghost Commanders tremble with dread.
Following the young cultivator's hurried words, the expressions of the other five cultivators with him also changed drastically. When they looked at the cultivator before them, they immediately confirmed it completely.
A cultivator at the late Ghost Commander stage who did not even wear a black robe concealing his face—such a cultivator was absolutely unique in the secret realm at present. Aside from that middle-aged cultivator whom everyone called a demon, who