"Heh heh, it seems that most of those who entered the Nightmare Moon Realm this time are also acting alone. I just wonder how many of them will be left when they finally return here." Watching the people disappear into the distance, Qin Fengming murmured softly, as if speaking to Fellow Daoist He, or perhaps to himself.
"That young man in the early stage appears to have the lowest cultivation, but he is definitely not someone who will easily perish. I sensed an exceedingly strange and immense soul aura from him. If he is not a ghost cultivator, then his soul realm must be exceptionally powerful."
Fellow Daoist He had always spoken very little. This time, however, he broke with his usual manner and directly responded to Qin Fengming.
Upon hearing Fellow Daoist He's words, Qin Fengming's expression also froze.
Although he had sensed something strange about that young cultivator, he had absolutely not perceived it as specifically as Fellow Daoist He had.
Could he truly be someone whose soul was powerful enough to rival mine?
Although Qin Fengming considered the matter, he did not take it too seriously. Even if that young cultivator possessed powerful methods, he would not pose much of a threat to Qin Fengming.
At the very least, the two of them should not come into conflict.
"Eh? None of those nine people actually went toward that island in the distance. I wonder what that means?" Under the sweep of his divine sense, Qin Fengming suddenly uttered a soft exclamation.
He discovered that the nine faint energy fluctuations fleeing at high speed had all avoided the island in the distance.
The island was not small, stretching for more than a thousand miles.
Standing there, they could not determine whether any cultivators remained on the island. Yet