Facing Long Xing, Qin Fengming wore a relaxed, utterly calm expression. The fear and alarm he had shown a hundred years ago had long since vanished.
Even without Shi Chang or that strange beast that might help him, he no longer felt much fear when facing Long Xing.
Even if he could not defeat Long Xing, if he focused solely on escaping, it would be difficult for even Long Xing to stop him.
Facing the young cultivator before him, Long Xing was also lost in thought.
When he had first encountered this young man, he had merely been an Early Nascent Soul cultivator. When they met again in the Flood Dragon Clan's forbidden ground, the other party had already reached the mid Nascent Soul stage.
And now, the young cultivator standing before him had already become a late Nascent Soul stage Great Cultivator.
Such a rate of cultivation was something even Long Xing, an Integration stage cultivator, could not help but admire immensely.
What shocked him even more was that the young man across from him had, with late Nascent Soul cultivation, collided head-on with that enormous strange beast. Although the beast had not used any divine ability, the sheer strength of its physical body was something even he, after transforming into his true form, would find difficult to withstand.
Yet the young cultivator before him had emerged completely unscathed.
Under such circumstances, Long Xing no longer held the slightest contempt for Qin Fengming. However, naturally, he was extremely unwilling to admit defeat just like that.
"Humph, you make it sound easy. Our clan's forbidden ground has been stirred into utter chaos by you. Even if it can be restored, it won't happen anytime soon, and it won't be opened again for a thousand years. Our Flood Dragon Clan has