Qin Fengming joined forces with the two cultivators from Xiangyun Pavilion. One reason was that Elder Guo had helped him somewhat back then; another was that they truly needed assistance in such a dangerous place; and a third was that he really had no confidence in instantly killing the two men.
All three were decisive people. Since they had reached an agreement, they immediately sprang into action and raced toward the location of another small mountain island.
More than ten hours later, Qin Fengming and Elder Guo arrived near the island almost at the same time.
The middle-aged cultivator, his face pale and his whole body smeared with blood, looked at the two men who had arrived before him. His face was filled with a sinister expression.
While Qin Fengming and Elder Guo had still been rushing over, the middle-aged Demon Cultivator before them had already undergone a powerful transformation. He had forcefully used his divine abilities and escaped from the assault of the two Puppets.
Although the middle-aged Demon Cultivator now appeared unharmed, his bloodstained robes made it clear that he had fought with everything he had just to stand here.
As for the female cultivator, she had already collapsed on the small mountain in the distance.
"What? Have the two of you come here intending to kill this Qing?" The middle-aged Demon Cultivator stared at Elder Guo and Qin Fengming, his gaze icy as he spoke coldly.
"Killing you would be putting it too strongly. As long as you swear a blood curse not to interfere in the affairs of this place again, and not to do anything disadvantageous to us in the future, you may naturally leave safely." After looking at the middle-aged man for a moment, Qin Fengming spoke first.
Although the Demon Cultivator before him