Killing Ning Jie, that shameless cultivator who had brought disaster upon the Cultivation World, naturally caused Qin Fengming not the slightest psychological burden.
Still, when he heard Yu Ming say that Ning Jie might be the direct son of that peak Profound Spirit stage mighty figure, he felt a trace of foreboding.
If Ning Jie had merely been the direct disciple of a peak Profound Spirit cultivator, perhaps Old Demon Huanjun, who was himself at the peak Profound Spirit stage, would not have searched the Cultivation World so frantically to hunt him down.
However, if Ning Jie truly was that mighty figure's biological son, the situation might be different.
What shook Qin Fengming most was that, judging from Yu Ming's words, Old Demon Huanjun might be in the Lie Feng City auction house.
If it were merely a peak Profound Spirit existence, the Second Soul Spirit naturally would not fear him. The ice fleas on his body alone were enough to make any peak Profound Spirit cultivator flee at the sight of them.
It was true that the ice fleas could intimidate peak Profound Spirit cultivators, but Qin Fengming had his own difficulties.
Those ice fleas were not his spirit insects. Releasing them against an enemy posed no problem, but he was incapable of taking them back.
It could be said that although the ice fleas numbered in the hundreds of millions, their numbers would be greatly reduced each time he released them. Once he released them all, he would have completely lost this terrifying trump card.
There was another matter that worried Qin Fengming most of all: if Fairy Lan was also in Lie Feng City, then he would truly have nowhere to be buried.
"Good. I'll return to Lie Feng City first." Qin Fengming's gaze flickered, and he