Qin Fengming did not go far. Instead, he moved about on this lofty mountain peak, and in an instant, he had set up a formation at the summit.
Qin Fengming paid no attention to Zhuyan, whose expression was somewhat dull. With a flash of his figure, he entered the formation.
Fluorescent light flickered, and the entire mountaintop immediately vanished beneath a layer of shimmering light.
"Fellow Daoist Bi, I have a few questions to ask you. I hope you can tell me everything you know." He waved a hand and shot a talisman into the unconscious Bi Xuanming's body. At the same time, a low, resonant voice carrying energy entered Bi Xuanming's ears.
Following Qin Fengming's words, the Jade Scale Beast, with its enormous body, opened its huge eyes.
A mass of azure light flickered, and Bi Xuanming returned to human form.
"Now that I have fallen into your hands, you may kill or butcher me as you please. Why waste your breath?" Bi Xuanming's eyes held not the slightest trace of fear. He glanced at Qin Fengming and spoke coldly.
These words were beyond Qin Fengming's expectations.
"You do not fear death, but I wonder whether your son, whose bloodline is exceptionally pure, is also unafraid of death?" Qin Fengming's thoughts stirred, and he spoke indifferently.
"You... You actually know that I have another direct descendant? How is that possible? Aside from the few people in the Demon King's Hall, no one should know about this. And those people are impossible for you to meet right now. How did you find out?"
When he suddenly heard Qin Fengming's words, Bi Xuanming, whose expression had shown no fear, suddenly turned pale. He spoke urgently.
"Not only does Qin Fengming know that you have a descendant, he also knows that he