An hour later, Immortal Master Bai's magic power began surging through his body again. He sprang upright and, without stopping for even a moment, hurried back to the original valley. Seeing the hundred or so corpses, he did not hesitate in the slightest. Balls of fire flashed out one after another, and a crackling sound immediately rang across the scene.
After this incident, Immortal Master Bai could not exactly be said to feel grateful toward Qin Fengming, but he was extremely fearful of him.
Confronted with that bizarre movement technique and physical attacks, he judged that even if his cultivation advanced further, he would absolutely not be a match for the other party.
Qin Fengming naturally paid no attention to whatever Immortal Master Bai did.
Even if the other party harbored ill intentions toward the Gong Clan tribe, there was nothing he could do to control the situation now. Ever since Zhan He had tricked him out, it had already become impossible for him to remain in that valley of the Tong Clan tribe.
Faced with the other party's assassins, it was impossible for him not to resist with his abilities. Once he fought back, there was no possibility of settling things peacefully. What delighted Qin Fengming now was that he had unexpectedly learned from Immortal Master Bai of the location of a Spirit Stone mine.
At that moment, Qin Fengming was already speeding toward the location of that Spirit Stone mine.
Five days later, Qin Fengming stopped halfway up a lofty mountain. As his scant spiritual sense swept over the area, a trace of a smile appeared on his youthful face.
After crossing two towering peaks, he found several cultivators in a very secluded valley.
The presence of several cultivators deep in these mountains undoubtedly meant that the place