Standing atop the flying carriage, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he fell silent for a moment.
The two of them had been extremely cautious as they fled this time. They had flown continuously, never stopping at any island along the way, and had not encountered a single person.
Whenever they sensed a gathering of people, they had immediately veered away from it while still thousands of miles out.
In their estimation, they had already traveled so far from Ice Plains Island that they should have been safe. Yet who could have expected that merely running into three Nascent Soul cultivators would expose their images and memories? The shock this caused the two of them could well be imagined.
Just what kind of existence was Shou Xian Mountain? Qin Fengming truly did not dare imagine it at this moment.
"I wonder which Fellow Cultivator has arrived at my Kong Huan Island and captured one of its cultivators. Please show yourself so we may meet." An extremely ethereal voice suddenly rang out. A streak of yellow light shot forth from the enormous island in the distance and, after flashing several times, arrived within two or three miles of Qin Fengming and Fang Liang.
The newcomer was of average build and not particularly old, appearing to be only in his fifties. His features unexpectedly bore some resemblance to those of the middle-aged cultivator who had been captured. His cultivation was already at the peak Integration stage.
"It seems this man is that middle-aged cultivator's father. I'll capture him, and then we'll flee immediately." Fang Liang's lips moved slightly. As he secretly transmitted his voice, his figure vanished from atop the flying carriage.
As a ripple arose, a mass of black netherworld mist appeared above the head of the Integration stage cultivator,