Just as the old man appeared, Qin Fengming, who had already risen and was about to slip into the cave, suddenly felt a jolt of alarm. His body, which had only just straightened, hurriedly crouched down again.
He could never have imagined that another cultivator had been hiding all along inside the cave where two terrifying mighty beings had clashed.
He had to know that, beneath the shroud of raging astral winds, he had once probed the entire cave bit by bit with his divine sense.
With his powerful divine sense, comparable to that of a late Profound Spirit cultivator, he had deliberately swept the area, yet had failed to detect that the old man was concealed within this vast cave.
If he had risen even a moment earlier, he would surely have entered the cave by now.
And if that had happened, he would certainly have come face-to-face with that cultivator.
Although he did not know the name of this cultivator who had appeared out of thin air, he had seen him before. He was precisely the Profound Spirit cultivator who had crossed the Miwang Sea aboard the Flying Hawk Boat together with him—and a late Profound Spirit existence at that.
Qin Fengming did not know whether such a mighty being would simply kill him if they encountered each other.
If he were in such circumstances, he imagined he would choose to strike.
The old man's ability to conceal his aura and hide himself was truly terrifying. He had managed to lurk beneath Fairy Shami and the other's very eyes, and had revealed no flaw even while the terrifying astral winds swept through the place. With merely such methods, Qin Fengming's back had already turned cold, and he did not dare fight him.
"Hmph, this is the Nine Bends