"Hmm, I truly never expected this. Thinking about it, tens of thousands of years must have passed by now, yet there are still people in the Nightmare Moon Realm who recognize this Immortal Fairy. Since that is the case, I really cannot bear to slaughter all of you just like this."
A soft cry of surprise rang out at the scene along with Madam Kangyun's urgent shout.
Qin Fengming had never heard of Purple Spirit Demon Immortal. However, from Madam Kangyun's terrified voice and the expressions of horror revealed by the other five upon hearing the name, he could tell that Purple Spirit Demon Immortal must be a legendary figure with an extremely terrifying reputation in the Nightmare Moon Realm.
Qin Fengming glanced at the six mid Spirit Severing stage cultivators, whose faces had become slightly twisted with fear and who dared not raise their heads to look directly ahead. Although his expression was solemn, his gaze remained calm as he looked toward the female cultivator slowly materializing in the air.
The female cultivator wore a purple dress whose origin was unknown. A red ribbon wound around her neck, passed over her slender shoulders, and fell across her delicate jade hands resting on her exposed wrists.
Her jade feet floated lightly in the air, suspended as though she were standing on solid ground.
Her slender, perfectly proportioned body did not sway in the slightest, yet the ribbon drifted gently through the air.
She was neither plump nor thin, with a slender waist, rounded hips, and proud, full breasts. Her curving figure invited endless imaginings. However, when Qin Fengming looked at her face, his mind suddenly thundered after only one glance. His soul seemed to have been assailed by some strange force and was about to slip beyond his control.
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