Focusing on the two cultivators on the distant stone platform, Qin Fengming showed little surprise.
Compared with the many cultivators present, Qin Fengming and He Xuan had encountered Profound Spirit cultivators long ago. He had even experienced Profound Spirit pressure face-to-face. Naturally, he would not be shocked by the pressure of the two mid-Profound Spirit stage cultivators who had appeared now.
However, this pressure still posed a considerable deterrent to He Xuan and Fang Liang.
Fortunately, the terrifying pressure did not last long. It merely swept through the valley once before vanishing as soon as no one spoke another word.
At that moment, the auras of the two cultivators on the elevated platform had already settled into complete calm.
If the cultivators had not been able to see the two men with their eyes, they absolutely would not have known that two cultivators were standing on the stone platform merely by probing with their divine senses.
When a Profound Spirit mighty figure deliberately restrained his aura, even a peak Spirit Severing stage cultivator would find it difficult to detect him with divine sense.
Of these two cultivators, the male was a black-bearded old man in his fifties. Although his features belonged to a human cultivator, they were noticeably more rigid. A faint, strange aura was currently radiating from his entire body.
Qin Fengming soon reached a conclusion: this old man was a Profound Spirit mighty figure of the Demon Race.
As for what kind of spirit beast his true form was, he could not determine that.
The female cultivator was so beautiful that the many cultivators present could not help showing dazed expressions. Qin Fengming had seen this woman's face long ago, so he naturally showed no unusual reaction.
Qin Fengming naturally recognized this female cultivator. She was none other