Poison Saint Venerable. When Qin Fengming first heard this name, his mind stirred involuntarily. He seemed to have encountered it before, but for the moment, he could not remember where.
"Senior, Poison Saint Venerable is a renowned Rogue Cultivator from the Western Region of the Ghost Realm. He reached the Integration Realm several hundred years ago." Just as he was pondering this, Li Changqing's voice reached his ears.
Upon hearing this, Qin Fengming could not help laughing inwardly. He had remembered Poison Saint Venerable. No wonder the other party had assumed he was Poison Saint Venerable's disciple. In terms of skill and power in using poison, throughout the entire Ghost Realm, if Poison Saint Venerable claimed second place, no one would dare claim first.
With the might of his Integration realm, very few Integration stage cultivators were willing to make an enemy of him.
When the cultivator before them mentioned Ghost Saint Venerable's name, the old man Ximen and the five middle-aged cultivators surnamed Xue instantly changed color. Although they had been terrified moments ago, they still held some confidence that the other party would not dare do anything to them.
But now, not a shred of that confidence remained.
Poison Saint Venerable had always acted alone. Even super sects with Integration stage cultivators among them treated such an Integration realm Rogue Cultivator with great respect and dared not offend him lightly.
At this moment, the most terrified of all was the middle-aged cultivator Xue.
Back then, he had personally heard Qin Fengming transmit his voice, saying that even if the Old Ancestor of the Xue family stood nearby, he would not dare attack him. At the time, the middle-aged cultivator Xue had merely assumed that the other party was the disciple of a Great Cultivator. But thinking about it