To cultivators, their cultivation manuals were like a second life, and they would not easily bring them out for others to see. n∈,
But before a powerful person, the two elders still hesitated before choosing to submit. The two of them had completely lost the will to fight the young man before them. Regardless of the young man's strength, the hundreds of Griffon Beasts surrounding him were already more than they could withstand head-on.
"Mm, they're only low-grade cultivation manuals. All right, you may leave. You are not to mention what happened just now to anyone, or you know the consequences. This Qin will deal with these Griffon Beasts for you."
Returning the two manuals to them casually, Qin Fengming spoke without the slightest expression.
Having heard this, the two Attendants of the Tong Clan tribe hurriedly bowed in salute. With respectful expressions, they withdrew beyond the Griffon Beasts' range before riding the Sky Soaring Art away.
Watching the two Attendants of the Tong Clan tribe depart, a trace of contemplation appeared on Qin Fengming's youthful face.
Although he had recovered his memories and his own strength had greatly increased, enough to protect himself, what mattered most to him was leaving this place devoid of any spiritual energy. Yet he had not the slightest idea how to escape.
A moment later, Qin Fengming's thoughtful expression unfurled. With a wave of his hand, the mysterious aura feared by the hundreds of Griffon Beasts around him vanished without a trace.
The hundreds of Griffon Beasts seemed to have been pardoned, and bolted toward the small mountain pass.
Although his own magic power could not be released to injure enemies, Qin Fengming still retained some soul power. Under his soul secret art, these ordinary beasts, which possessed not the slightest demonic power or