A dragon had reverse scales, and touching them would enrage it.
Qin Fengming had reverse scales too, and they were his friends and relatives—especially those who held an extremely important place in his heart.
Back then, in the Human Realm, he had only been a Nascent Soul cultivator, yet he had dared offend a Forming Dao Old Monster because Bing'er had been humiliated. When his Second Soul Spirit was in the Human Realm, it had also once flown into a rage and slaughtered an entire super sect because Manghuang Mountain had been forced into a desperate situation.
After ascending to the Spirit Realm, he had likewise massacred a first-rate lineage because cultivators who followed him had perished.
Now that he had heard Qingyu was being hunted by dozens of mighty cultivators and had nearly been killed by one of them, how could Qin Fengming not be furious?
Extracting another person's sealed attack from a cultivator's body was no ordinary feat.
Yet this time, Qin Fengming had successfully extracted a wisp of Jing Heng's soul aura. Of course, that was also because the cultivator had obediently cooperated of his own accord. After that cultivator activated the sealed attack within his body himself, Qin Fengming directly faced the attack and battled it for a while. With the aid of the formation's confinement, he successfully obtained Jing Heng's soul aura.
"Senior Wood Spirit, these cultivators will issue blood oaths, swearing that they will never attack the Wood Spirit Clan again in this life. So Qin is asking you for a favor—please spare their lives." Qin Fengming appeared and immediately addressed the Mahayana Wood Spirit.
Keeping these cultivators alive would be more useful than killing them. Qin Fengming could have them search for Jing Heng and relay information. Of course, he would not let