Qin Fengming swept out his palm, and a sharp claw had already seized the old man's body.
With a wave of his hand, Qin Fengming grabbed the old man's Nascent Soul from within his body. After a brief maneuver, he directly put it away into his robes.
"The two of you remaining—do you want to follow your Deputy Hall Master, or are you planning to obediently surrender?" Having succeeded with one strike, Qin Fengming did not immediately attack the other two.
"You... you actually killed Deputy Hall Master Li?" Seeing the corpse lying on the ground, its head separated from its body, the middle-aged man surnamed Sun suddenly went deathly pale. His eyes were vacant as he muttered under his breath.
The other cultivator was likewise filled with shock.
The young man before them clearly knew that two Ghost King stage existences stood behind them, and that both of them carried Life Soul Tablets. Yet he had still acted without the slightest hesitation, directly killing their hall master. Such decisiveness—even for people accustomed to slaughter—caused their hearts to tremble violently.
What sort of existence was a late-stage Ghost King? Any cultivator in the Ghost Realm would know. Such a being was fully capable of shattering the void and ascending to the upper realm.
Within the Ghost Realm, a late-stage Ghost King could already be said to be invincible. Yet the young cultivator before them seemed completely unafraid of the late-stage Ghost King they had mentioned.
"You actually killed Deputy Hall Master Li. You're dead this time." The other cultivator's face showed terror as he looked at Qin Fengming and suddenly spoke.
As soon as he finished speaking, he abruptly raised his right hand. A mass of murky yellow material suddenly appeared and shot toward Qin Fengming.
The instant the murky