The terrifying Silver Blood Demonic Bat swarm was enough to make even five powerful Profound Spirit cultivators, including Lin Tao, turn pale at the mere mention of it. Naturally, Qin Fengming feared it even more.
Of course, he had something powerful with which to deal with the Demonic Bats. However, the greatest trump card in his hands at this moment was not something that belonged to him, but several Demonic Bat Eggs he had stolen. In particular, the four Demonic Bat Eggs that were vastly different from the others.
This one was clearly not the Demonic Bat at the head of the swarm, a Demonic Bat whose intelligence had greatly awakened. The importance it attached to those four Demonic Bat Eggs absolutely exceeded imagination.
Thus, Qin Fengming remained calm. As long as those four Demonic Bat Eggs were in his hands, the other side would certainly have many scruples.
His own safety was probably even more assured than if he had a Vast Desolation Profound Treasure in hand.
"Very well. This old man will have a proper discussion with Fellow Daoist." The sharp light in the eyes of the leading Demonic Bat slowly faded, and its transmitted voice also became much gentler.
Black mist surged, and the Demonic Bats and Qin Fengming entered a valley not far away.
The valley was not large, spanning only about three or four hundred zhang.
With the Demonic Bats present, Qin Fengming did not need to worry about spatial cracks or the mottled, terrifying energy hurricanes disturbing him. After entering the valley, he found a spot and sat down cross-legged.
Although he appeared relaxed, Qin Fengming's heart was far from calm.
He had handed the dragon bone to the Second Soul Spirit, while the divine hall had remained clutched in his hand the entire