"Hmm? Could it be that a cultivator is fighting Ancestor Lin Shuo?"
Upon suddenly hearing the booming clash reverberate through the air, Qin Fengming, who had been drifting slowly along, let out a soft exclamation.
Having passed through the lake waters, Qin Fengming was naturally certain of how terrifying they were. If he had not possessed the cultivation method for Gu Partridge Death Qi, which could resist the plundering of that terrifying life force, he would never have dared remain there.
And from Ancestor Lin Shuo, he had learned that this cultivation method did not belong to Youfu Palace. This meant that aside from Ancestor Lin Shuo, there could be no other cultivator in the Aoteng Realm who knew this cultivation method.
Knowing full well that this lake region was a forbidden and perilous place, who would come here to fight Ancestor Lin Shuo?
As thoughts arose in Qin Fengming's heart, his figure slowly drew closer to the shore at an unhurried pace.
He was not worried about Ancestor Lin Shuo's safety. With Ancestor Lin Shuo's powerful methods, even if he encountered people from Youfu Palace, he would certainly be able to deal with them.
At worst, Ancestor Lin Shuo could still enter the lake to hide.
No other cultivator could withstand the bone-chilling cold and the threat of terrifying life force draining away inside the lake.
Through the mist above the lake, Qin Fengming saw the battle taking place dozens of miles away. Several people were fighting, and surging fluctuations erupted and spread in all directions, churning heaven and earth until everything shook violently.
Within a cloud of mist, skeleton birds shot out one after another, streaking fiercely toward the surrounding area.
It was obvious that the person shrouded within that cloud of mist was Ancestor Lin Shuo. What