Facing two peak Spirit Severing cultivators, Qin Fengming was gripped by the deepest fear he had ever known.
He considered his methods quite formidable. He could escape from an ordinary late- or even peak Spirit Severing cultivator, but the two peak Spirit Severing cultivators before him were absolutely no ordinary cultivators.
Against such powerful beings, even if he offered up the incomplete small bowl, there was no way he could trap them while they remained on guard.
Even if he truly trapped them inside the Qiankun magic array, Qin Fengming still had no confidence he could capture and kill them.
What chilled him even more was the gigantic warship hovering in the distance.
For more than a dozen late- and peak Spirit Severing cultivators to stand guard atop that warship, the person at its head had to possess an even more exalted status.
The powerful cultivator inside that warship gave him the vague feeling that an Profound Spirit expert might be present.
Profound Spirit cultivators were the pinnacle existences of the Cultivation World. Before a Profound Spirit expert, he might not even have the chance to raise a hand before being slain.
Back then, when facing a Spirit Body of Saintly Venerable Qinglin, he had only been able to take a beating. If he faced a true Profound Spirit cultivator, he would not even have the chance to be beaten before being captured.
Unless absolutely necessary, he truly did not want to reveal his hidden treasures.
"It's best that the little fellow has stopped running. Call out that mid Spirit Severing cultivator and obediently follow the two of us back to the Zhan Tian Zhou. As long as you behave, we won't harm either of you."
The young cultivator looked at Qin Fengming with a rather amiable attitude, without revealing