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"Hmm, they've arrived? Then it's time for this Qin to make some preparations."
Sensing the numerous cultivators concealed within the energy fluctuations in the distance, Qin Fengming did not rise. Instead, he muttered inwardly before rapidly forming hand seals and pointing toward the surrounding directions.
Several streams of energy shot out at once, vanishing into the dense fog around him.
After completing all this, Qin Fengming did not open his eyes. He continued meditating and resting, seemingly unaware of the vast energy fluctuations slowly approaching him.
As they drew closer and closer to the mountain peak where Qin Fengming was located, the vast, faint energy fluctuations split into two groups. Like the horns of a buffalo, they closed in from both sides of the peak, clearly intending to block his retreat.
"Heh heh, the Cui Household truly is a bunch of jumping clowns. All you know how to do is skulk around and sneak about. I'm sitting right here without fleeing, so why bother acting like rats and snakes?"
Seeing over a hundred cultivators closing in, Qin Fengming slowly opened his eyes. He calmly swept his gaze across the people concealed in the dense fog around him and spoke in an utterly indifferent tone.
As he spoke, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and he easily looked toward one particular direction.
There, the middle-aged cultivator he had once captured was concealed within the fog.
"Hahaha! Junior, you knew we were coming and still dared to remain here instead of leaving. You certainly have guts. Could it be that you think you can defeat so many fellow cultivators with just yourself?"
With a flash of his figure, Cui Zhixiong and his clan brother slowly came to a stop before the crowd. His wild laughter rang out, and his face was filled