Hearing Old Demon Sha Zhan and Old Ancestor An Ya, Qin Fengming's heart stirred slightly. A voice transmission immediately reached Fairy Ying Yi's ears: "Those three groups of cultivators have been plotting this for a long time. They've already joined forces and formed an alliance. If a battle breaks out later, may I ask whether Fairy Ying Yi would be willing to lend a hand?"
Fairy Ying Yi's expression stiffened slightly. She had not expected Qin Fengming to say such a thing.
Earlier, Qin Fengming had sworn confidently that with his own strength, he would be fully capable of dealing with cultivators from the other lands. Yet now, before the fighting had even begun, he was already seeking help.
However, just as Fairy Ying Yi was pondering this and had not yet replied, a smile spread across Qin Fengming's face, and he spoke again: "If you are unwilling to intervene, then please leave this place and do not remain here. Otherwise, once this Qin takes action, you will inevitably be caught in the aftermath."
Qin Fengming's words caused Fairy Ying Yi's heart to sink abruptly.
The young man's statement clearly indicated that he, too, possessed a large-scale attack technique.
The female cultivator looked toward Qin Fengming, her gaze flickering. For a moment, she did not answer his question.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, if we join forces, we should be able to remain undefeated." Just as Qin Fengming and Fairy Ying Yi were communicating by voice transmission, several figures suddenly flashed into view and shot over from the distance. Before they even arrived, a female cultivator's voice had already reached the two of them.
Her figure flickered, and Fairy Yao Luo stopped beside Qin Fengming.
At the same time, Mo Ye, Shao Hong, and the others also arrived one after another.
"Good.