Although Qin Fengming's temporary Cave Abode was merely a place he had casually found near the Marketplace, it was still ten to twenty thousand li from the valley where the trade fair was being held.
For Qin Fengming at this point, ten thousand li was a distance he could cross in practically an instant, so it could naturally be considered nearby.
Qin Fengming had thought that nothing unexpected would happen at such a distance. Even if a disturbance truly broke out in the Marketplace, he could hurry over to provide assistance.
But things had gone against his wishes. What Qin Fengming least wanted to see had still happened.
When the exchange meeting ended peacefully, Chu Shixian had transmitted to Qin Fengming that once the three Integration stage cultivators finished handing over the items to Tenglong Pavilion, they would return to meet Qin Fengming.
But only half an hour later, Zhao Ping's voice transmission entered Qin Fengming's Cave Abode once again.
"Master, this is bad! The three of us are currently surrounded by several sea cultivators." Zhao Ping's voice was hurried and anxious. He had not explained things clearly, which was enough to show that the three of them were in an extremely perilous situation.
Upon hearing Zhao Ping's transmission, Qin Fengming's expression darkened, and he immediately released his divine sense.
In an instant, an aura of utmost savagery suddenly burst from his body.
"Hmph. Sea cultivators—no matter who you are, so long as you dare lay a finger on this Qin's possessions, I will make certain you die without a burial place." His vicious words were still echoing through the Cave Abode when Qin Fengming's figure vanished on the spot.
Sea cultivators was a general term for demonic beast cultivators from the sea.
Although this was Ice Plains Island, territory