Qin Fengming had suppressed his cultivation to early Nascent Soul, so he appeared utterly ordinary among the cultivators flying through the air. As a rogue cultivator, he attracted even less attention.
Although several second- and third-tier sects had taken the lead in this attack on the Xiao clan, many smaller sects had also joined them, along with quite a few rogue cultivators on friendly terms with the various sects.
Every one of these rogue cultivators was at least at the peak of late Core Formation.
With his unremarkable appearance, Qin Fengming aroused no suspicion whatsoever among them.
Watching the mid Nascent Soul stage cultivator in the distance, who was constantly sending voice transmissions in every direction, Qin Fengming's lips curved slightly. He moved, flying past about a li from the man without showing anything unusual.
This deserted island was not very large, measuring only a few dozen li across.
Through the cultivators' deliberate arrangements, a seemingly formidable restrictive spell had already been laid over the deserted island. From outside, there was no way to tell that so many cultivators were gathered there.
Entering the restrictive spell, Qin Fengming surveyed his surroundings and was greatly startled by the strength of the assembled cultivators.
By a rough count, there were already one or two thousand cultivators before him. All were at the Core Formation realm or above, and even those at Nascent Soul or above numbered several dozen.
With the addition of the two Great Cultivators from the Soul Severing Hall, a force this powerful would certainly deal the Xiao clan a tremendous blow.
Yet Qin Fengming was also somewhat puzzled. Although these cultivators were no weaklings, it was absolutely unlikely that they could breach the Xiao clan's sect-protecting formation in one stroke and annihilate its ancestral stronghold.
It seemed the Soul