Seeing Jiang Haosi's livid face, Qin Fengming remained calm, his words utterly composed.
Although he had failed to sever the white-bearded old man's arm just now, that strike had already established his might before the four Ghost Lord cultivators.
If not for the cultivator surnamed Liao, Qin Fengming could have easily slain the other three.
After that exchange, Jiang Haosi understood that, facing their opponent at the mid-Ghost Lord stage, the two of them at the same level had no absolute confidence of defeating him.
And if all four joined forces, the resulting energy fluctuations would very likely cause Suo Li City's protective restriction to collapse.
Without Suo Li City's protective restriction, the only fate awaiting them would be death.
Hearing the young man's firm words from across the way, all four Ghost Lord cultivators fell silent.
"This Qin is not someone who will let others bully him. Since you dared to attack this Qin, you must pay the price. If you do not want the city destroyed and yourselves killed, hand over three million Yin stones obediently."
Seeing the four speechless for a time, Qin Fengming became even more certain that the four Ghost Lord cultivators would not dare join forces against him. As he looked at them, his tone suddenly turned fierce.
If the Sun-Devouring Wind had not been raging outside, he would not have minded battling these four in earnest.
He needed to test the strength of cultivators at the same level in this part of the Ghost Realm.
"Very well. Suo Li City will provide three million Yin stones, but you must release Brother Lin Feng." Jiang Haosi did not hesitate. His expression hardened as he spoke decisively.
He had truly miscalculated this time. After receiving the message transmitted through Wei Zhe's jade tablet, he had