"Answer this Qin's question, or you will immediately perish here." Qin Fengming appeared, and with a wave of his hand, a mass of Yin mist enveloped the skinny cultivator's body.
Facing the icy Yin mist that suddenly surged forth, the skinny cultivator, whose courage had just risen, immediately felt his entire body tighten. The spiritual power within him suddenly became impossible to circulate even slightly. As terror shook his mind and courage, a dreadful sensation of wanting to kneel and prostrate himself at once swept through both body and soul.
"A Ghost King existence!" A terrifying name suddenly appeared in his mind.
To display such a terrifying pressure and aura, he absolutely could not be a peak Ghost Lord cultivator. Only a Ghost King existence could do so.
"Senior... Senior, spare my life. Whatever your orders, this junior wouldn't dare disobey." His body bent, and the skinny cultivator was about to collapse to the ground.
It had to be said that this skinny cultivator, named Fu Ying, was also quick-witted. He had not stubbornly held out to the death. The moment he saw that the other party was actually a Ghost King existence, he immediately changed his tune.
Qin Fengming naturally had no interest in killing a mere Early Shapeshifting Stage demon cultivator. He only wanted to learn certain things from the other's mouth. Seeing that the other party offered no resistance, he immediately withdrew his force.
"Very good. As long as you honestly answer what this Qin asks, I won't hold it against you." Qin Fengming waved his hand, allowing the skinny cultivator to stand upright again, and calmly spoke once more.
Although some gray fur still clung to the skinny cultivator's face, overall, he still looked very much like a human cultivator.
At this moment, terror showed in