"You really did have a way to find out what happened at that Teleportation Array. But that's fine too. Since you've come here, leave your lives behind."
Seeing the nine cultivators reveal themselves around him, Qin Fengming showed not the slightest surprise.
He had sensed it long ago. The cave dwelling with the Teleportation Array had image-recording restrictions, and cultivators from the Dark Silence Hall had been monitoring it. Moreover, he had not come this time intending to launch a sneak attack.
This was the foundation of the Dark Silence Hall's main hall. Any cultivator who could enter this place was at least at the late Ghost Lord stage within the Dark Silence Hall's main hall.
According to the memories of the Cultivator surnamed Luan, there were more than a dozen late-stage and peak Ghost Lords here. However, not all of them would remain at this foundation site. At this moment, there were only a dozen or so cultivators present.
An area containing so many mighty cultivators actually had no need for powerful formations to guard it. At the slightest disturbance, the cultivators within a radius of several hundred miles would naturally converge there in an instant.
After confirming that no powerful restrictions guarded the perimeter, Qin Fengming naturally had no reason to fear a few Ghost Lord stage existences.
As Qin Fengming spoke, the purple-black flute in his hand was already raised.
"This junior truly has a death wish. Over countless tens of thousands of years, I don't know how many Ghost King stage existences have plotted against my Dark Silence Hall, yet not a single one has ever succeeded. You're merely at the mid-stage Ghost Lord level, yet you dare spout such arrogant words. This is truly the height of absurdity. Form the array!"
Hearing Qin Fengming's tone,