Qin Fengming guaranteed that, strictly speaking, it did not impose any particularly serious restraint. But Elder Jin also understood that for the other party to say such a thing was already exceedingly rare.
If the other party had been a bloodthirsty man, he might not have said anything at all and could simply have crushed them all.
Just as Elder Jin was about to agree, Qin Fengming spoke again:
"These Qin has no grudge against any of you, so I have no intention of dealing with you as I did those four earlier. If any Fellow Daoist hands over his divine soul, then aside from what I must accomplish, anything I obtain together with you afterward, no matter what it is, will be shared among us. I will not keep a single bit for myself. If you refuse, hehe, you can weigh the consequences yourselves."
His words clearly carried both favor and might, rewarding and threatening them at once.
Yet that single statement caused the cultivators from He Yang Island to waver inwardly, dispelling their intention to fight to the death.
The reason everyone entered Black Mist Island was nothing more than to obtain benefits.
If they could explore for treasures alongside such a powerful cultivator, not only would the danger be greatly reduced, but they would certainly gain quite a lot. If the spoils could truly be divided equally, they were naturally sorely tempted.
Jin Wen did not hesitate any longer. With a movement, he arrived dozens of zhang before Qin Fengming, formed hand seals, and began casting a divine-soul secret art, splitting off a strand of his divine soul.
Seeing this, the other two who were not from He Yang Island exchanged glances, their expressions flickering, then stepped forward and likewise began casting their techniques.
The two understood