Qin Fengming had seen quite a few Mahayana Spirit Bodies before. However, the realms of those Mahayana Spirit Bodies, or of those whose true spirits had been reborn, were not very high.
Although some of them had still placed tremendous pressure on him, none had ever produced a situation like this one, where merely the sound of a voice had left his mind so severely unsettled.
Qin Fengming could be certain that the owner of this voice was absolutely a Mahayana Existence.
However, he could not determine whether the voice belonged to the Mahayana cultivator himself, who was present aboard the vessel.
Now that he heard the Burly Man speak so boldly, Qin Fengming felt a sudden jolt in his heart and was already certain that the voice undoubtedly belonged to a Mahayana figure. However, that Mahayana's true body was not aboard the vessel.
Otherwise, the late Profound Spirit-stage Burly Man would never have dared to say such things directly.
"Fellow Daoist Shangguan, since your master is also a Mahayana of our human race, you certainly cannot obstruct this matter concerning the interests of our Tianhong Realm. However, if you have anything to say, you may speak directly. We will naturally satisfy you to some extent."
Before the Mahayana aboard the vessel could reply, the young Profound Spirit great cultivator had already cut in.
Everyone present was meticulous and astute. They naturally knew that a fight could no longer break out. However, if they wanted to leave, they still needed to produce some items to placate the Burly Man before them.
After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Shangguan Qing, who appeared crude and hot-tempered, finally rose into the air on a streak of light and disappeared into the distant horizon.
Although Shangguan Qing and the