The Profound Tier vine demon cultivator Qin Fengming had captured bore no special markings and did not possess royal bloodline.
Aoteng cultivators with royal bloodlines were like cultivators with mutated spiritual roots; naturally, there were not many of them. For one without a royal bloodline to cultivate to the peak of the Profound Tier, there was clearly something extraordinary about him.
So long as one did not encounter a cultivator with a royal bloodline, a peak Profound Tier expert was more than enough to intimidate the beasts.
The other few Aoteng cultivators had just been about to voice their threats when they suddenly heard Qin Fengming's words. Their expressions all changed, and several howls rang from their mouths.
As the howls spread, the beasts that had been crazily swooping toward Qin Fengming and the other two—held back dozens of yards away by the trio's powerful attacks—suddenly stopped advancing.
"Your surname is Qin? Could you be that Qin cultivator who once knew the two Highnesses, Jun Lan and Jun Yun?"
The beasts came to an abrupt halt, and an astonished question rang into the trio's ears.
The speaker was the middle-aged cultivator whom Qin Fengming had forcibly captured.
"You've heard of my name, so you must have met the two Highnesses. That is excellent news. May I ask where they are now?"
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Qin Fengming's expression immediately brightened, and he asked at once.
"It truly is you. No wonder the vine demon cultivators who know you have all said that your strength is terrifying beyond words. Now that I've witnessed it myself, I know their words were no exaggeration. I accept my defeat at your hands, but why is the aura you possess so strange? With only the slightest sense of it, I lost all ability to