This display of power had left every Dark Silence Hall cultivator present except Yi Ao and the other two utterly stunned by the sudden turn of events.
The clash between two legendary Ghost King stage powerhouses had unquestionably been breathtaking, but the process had been far too simple. From the young cultivator shooting over to him stopping and appearing in midair, only two or three breaths had passed.
Looking at the young cultivator hovering in the air with his calm expression, Liang Peng and the middle-aged man surnamed Sun stood with their mouths slightly agape, their eyes filled with shock.
With their cultivation and experience, the two could naturally tell that the energy fluctuations radiating from the young cultivator were not much different from the energy aura of Ma Xin, who had just advanced to the Ghost King stage. Yet the difference in their strength was simply too great.
Ma Xin, a Ghost King stage existence, had seemed like a child before the young cultivator. The moment he made his move, he had been trampled by the other party.
"Heh heh, you're a Ghost King stage existence who has only just advanced and hasn't even fully mastered your own energy, yet you dared show yourself to come rescue the Dark Silence Hall. You truly overestimate yourself."
Qin Fengming let out a mocking chuckle, his words brimming with scorn.
He slowly descended, waved his hand, and summoned a talisman pattern that sank into the body of the Ghost King stage old man who had already fainted. As the talisman pattern vanished, the Old Ancestor, who had been unconscious, slowly woke up.
"You... who are you?" The moment the old man woke, he struggled to rise and looked toward Qin Fengming, fear appearing on his face.
"Who am I? You only need