Upon hearing that indifferent voice, Qin Fengming immediately knew who had arrived. It was none other than the Yellow-named middle-aged cultivator who had fought Fairy Shami and gone far from this place.
At that moment, two streaks of escaping light shot toward him from the left front. The one leading the way was a faint red radiance, moving nearly twice as fast as Qin Fengming.
When he suddenly saw the middle-aged cultivator speeding over, Qin Fengming's heart tightened. He knew there was no longer the slightest possibility of killing that female cultivator this time.
The Yellow-named middle-aged cultivator gave Qin Fengming an extremely terrifying feeling. Even if his strength had not reached the true Mahayana realm, he was likely more powerful than most Profound Tier peak cultivators.
Earlier, when Fairy Shami and the middle-aged cultivator had fought and gone away, Qin Fengming had not been worried in the slightest.
He and Fairy Shami were not friends at all. Not only that, they even had a grudge between them. Even if Fairy Shami were killed by the other party, it would merely mean the loss of a means of transportation to him.
However, Qin Fengming sensed that although the middle-aged cultivator was indeed powerful, killing Fairy Shami, who had survived for hundreds of thousands of years, would probably still be beyond him.
Now that he saw the two of them returning in rapid succession, he became even more certain that although Fairy Shami's cultivation realm was still at the early Profound Spirit stage, her strength had already recovered considerably.
With Qin Fengming's own abilities, it was already impossible for him to do anything to her.
"Miss Gong, what happened?" The red light contracted, and the Yellow-named middle-aged cultivator's figure stopped in front of the pale-faced female cultivator as he hurriedly spoke.