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Qin Fengming stopped in the mountain valley. He could see cultivators continually gathering here, and his brows furrowed slightly.
It had not been long since Ice Plains Island began allowing powerful cultivators to enter. As time slowly passed, more cultivators from the Three Realms would certainly gather here.
The cultivators who had crossed realms or come from other interfaces might not all intend to do anything to him, but most of them would have come at the orders of their sects or Mahayana cultivators. Their purpose was precisely to target him.
If he were surrounded by everyone and they had a chance to pressure him, the cultivators bearing different missions would certainly clash with one another. Fighting would be unavoidable.
By then, Ice Plains Island would certainly become a place of carnage.
Qin Fengming did not fear even if there were more Profound Tier cultivators, but Mahayana cultivators were another matter entirely. He believed he had the strength to contend with a Mahayana cultivator, but he also knew his own limits and understood the gap between himself and a Mahayana cultivator. When the time came, he would be utterly incapable of coping.
Qin Fengming was certain that Ice Plains Island would not be able to keep Mahayana cultivators out for long. As Mahayana cultivators from the Three Realms arrived one after another, Mahayana figures would soon appear here.
If he were truly surrounded by several or even a dozen Mahayana cultivators, then no matter how powerful Qin Fengming was, he certainly would not be able to protect the Xie Household's foundation. He needed an opportunity—he needed to do something that would make the Mahayana cultivators plotting against him afraid to act rashly, thus ensuring the Xie Household's safety.
But Qin Fengming still did not know how to