With Qin Fengming circulating the Treasure Refining Ghost Scripture and forcefully driving his immense soul power, the only person present who could still keep his body completely motionless was Lin Yu.
The other hundred-plus cultivators were all trembling, their expressions changing drastically.
At such close range, Qin Fengming had used the incantations contained in the Treasure Refining Ghost Scripture to stimulate the soul power within his body. The immense might it revealed was enough to make even a Spirit Severing cultivator's powerful soul sway.
Although some of these Integration stage cultivators had already reached the early Spirit Severing stage in soul cultivation, they were ultimately far inferior to Qin Fengming in soul power. Such a reaction was naturally within his expectations.
After this, the gazes everyone directed at Qin Fengming were already filled with deep fear.
Only now did everyone suddenly awaken to the fact that this young cultivator before them had not displayed anything close to his full strength when he had fought them earlier.
Even Lin Yu's heart had been thrown into utter turmoil.
This immense soul power was many times greater than the soul power within his own body. At this moment, his former certainty of victory over Qin Fengming had vanished without a trace.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoists, for believing in this Qin. As long as you truly wish to take revenge and lead us to where the people from Sha Yin Hall are, this Qin cannot promise to recover everything you have lost, but I can absolutely make up for some of your losses."
No longer paying attention to the people present, Qin Fengming moved and arrived directly before Xie Hua, Wang He, and the others behind the crowd, who were still wearing shocked expressions. He cupped his fists toward the dozen or so cultivators