At Qin Fengming's urgent shout, his usually calm and composed face suddenly turned anxious. Fear showed in his bright eyes as well.
Fang Liang and He Xuan had known Qin Fengming for several hundred years.
The number of times they had seen such an expression on Qin Fengming's face could be counted on one hand.
The moment they saw his expression, Fang Liang and He Xuan's hearts tightened, and they immediately thought of what might have happened. Apart from encountering a Profound Tier cultivator or a Mahayana Existence, there could hardly be any other reason for Qin Fengming to reveal such an expression.
As Qin Fengming's words fell, Fang Liang and He Xuan's figures vanished without a trace.
A mass of five-colored radiance flashed into being. A phoenix cry rang out, and the air twisted violently. Qin Fengming's figure then disappeared without a trace.
Just as Qin Fengming vanished, a middle-aged cultivator in a dark blue robe arrived at the spot where the three had been standing. After sweeping his gaze around, his expression immediately turned sinister.
"Hmph. Whoever you are, since you dared come to Yin Mountain to cause trouble, this old man will make you wish you were dead."
The old man's aura seemed not to have been deliberately concealed, yet the aura he released was not particularly intense. His gaze was like that of a hawk, sweeping across the surroundings as two sharp edges flashed through the air.
His spiritual sense swept out briefly, and he immediately looked toward the direction Qin Fengming had left. A trace of cold laughter appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Without even seeing his figure move, he abruptly vanished on the spot.
"It seems the person behind me must be that Yinshan Gang's sole Profound Spirit realm cultivator. I never