As the bodies of the four cultivators plummeted downward, Qin Fengming, seated atop the mountain peak, could not help turning deathly pale and swaying before collapsing onto the boulder.
"Hahaha, this Bone-Corroding Incense truly packs tremendous power. Just smelling it is enough to strip a person of all ability to resist. It's only a pity that this incense is too expensive. These three bean-sized pieces alone cost nearly ten million Yin Stones. Otherwise, with this incense, we could capture every cultivator in the secret realm."
Seeing Qin Fengming and several cultivators fall to the ground at the same time, an old man standing in the distance threw back his head and laughed. At the same time, he raised a hand, and a small incense burner appeared in it. Looking at the small pieces inside that had already turned to ash, he could not help sighing.
"Fellow Daoist Bai is right. Although this item is formidable, it isn't something people like us can obtain individually. If those fellow cultivators hadn't possessed such immense wealth, where could they have gotten such a divine treasure? All right, you two. Since this matter is settled, quickly notify everyone to come."
The cultivator in the middle wore a gloomy expression. After carefully examining the fallen figures once more for a moment, he echoed the statement before speaking.
The three men no longer hesitated. They each took out a transmission talisman, and more than a dozen transmission talismans shot into the distance.
The three men did not approach. They merely stood where they were, watching Qin Fengming atop the mountain peak without making another move.
To Ghost Commander cultivators, a distance of several dozen li was crossed in an instant. In no time, several hundred cultivators had surrounded the towering mountain. Fortunately, everyone had a leader,