"I need to find the man who escaped and kill him. Otherwise, he might cause trouble." Qin Fengming flashed into motion. As Qingyu put away the turtle shell, he activated a runic talisman and sped off to one side.
He knew that was the direction in which the pale-faced cultivator had fallen.
If the man had not died, he would surely have landed somewhere over there.
He could leave Shan Yin and the others alone, but Qin Fengming had to kill that cultivator before he could feel at ease.
Seeing his determination, Qingyu offered no objection. She waved her hand, activated a talisman, and followed close behind him in the same direction.
Back in the Xumi Cave Dwelling, she had also learned who those four cultivators were.
She simply did not know why Qin Fengming insisted on killing the man who had escaped. Still, the tremendous explosive power of that bead had deeply shocked her.
That explosion had been an assault of pure soul energy.
If it had been triggered close beside her, she was certain she could not have mounted any effective defense. She had no confidence whatsoever that she could escape the blast.
Qin Fengming's seemingly endless arsenal of techniques also left her utterly astounded.
To Qin Fengming's profound disappointment, however, he found not the slightest thread of evidence in the area where the pale-faced cultivator might have fallen.
"We need to leave now. The Chaos aura here is growing thicker and thicker. If we don't go, we might be trapped here." As Qin Fengming hurriedly searched the surroundings, Qingyu's alarmed cry reached his ears again.
The Chaos mist already surrounding them had abruptly grown two or three times as dense as before.
More mist swept down from the sky, continuing to increase the concentration of Chaos aura