The person thrown out of Black Mist Island was, of course, someone Qin Fengming could confirm was a cultivator of the Dark Hall.
Qin Fengming was not overly afraid of that person.
Even if that late Spirit Severing stage elder had not made a move, that flying needle attack absolutely could not have done anything to him. With him already on guard, even a Spirit Severing cultivator might not have been able to kill him silently.
Although he was not afraid of an ambush by a Dark Hall cultivator, remaining constantly on tenterhooks and guarding against one still greatly displeased Qin Fengming. For the moment, he could not think of a way to break out of this predicament.
Only now did he finally appreciate how terrifying the Dark Hall was. Even if he could not be slain by the other party, constantly guarding against being hunted down was still an ordeal almost impossible for a cultivator to endure.
At this moment, Qin Fengming no longer felt the slightest resistance toward surrendering half the benefits demanded by the Five Great Sects.
What he had obtained was being offered up.
Dozens of Spirit Severing cultivators, including more than ten late Spirit Severing and Peak Spirit Severing figures—these were the Dark Sea Region's most supreme mighty figures.
Just imagine: who could have such immense face as to make so many mighty figures set aside everything else and station themselves outside Black Mist Island, guarding this passageway?
Just as the old man's voice rang out, the five Profound Spirit mighty figures who had been sitting in the distance and combining into a formation suddenly began flashing with red light around their bodies. As a mass of energy fluctuations surged forth, they vanished without a trace.
Qin Fengming rapidly released his divine sense. A dark