Gathering

Looking at the more than ten late Nascent Soul stage cultivators before him, Qin Fengming knew that these Old Monsters, who rarely showed themselves in the Cultivation World, had actually known one another for a long time.

"Brother Zhuang, why don't you arrange for the fellow Daoists from Manghuang Mountain first? After that, we can discuss things in detail."

After exchanging greetings and a few polite words, the red-faced old man surnamed Chen spoke.

"That sounds good. Once I've arranged my disciples, I'll discuss things with all of you fellow Daoists." After saying this, Zhuang Daoqin cupped his hands and turned back to Qin Fengming and the others. The other late Nascent Soul stage cultivators did not leave, however. They remained standing in the distance, seemingly waiting for Zhuang Daoqin.

After sweeping his divine sense around them, Zhuang Daoqin pointed toward a patch of mountain forest on the left and turned to the people behind him.

"All disciples of Manghuang Mountain, heed my command. Rest and meditate in that mountain forest for now, and wait for the opening of the Sky Flame Mountain Range. Unless something exceptional occurs, you are not to leave this encampment."

Hearing this, everyone acknowledged the order. Led by several Nascent Soul cultivators, they flew toward the mountain forest.

Just as Qin Fengming was about to follow them, Zhuang Daoqin raised a hand and stopped him. "Disciple, come with your master to meet several seniors in a moment."

Hearing his Master's words, Qin Fengming was startled. From the way his Master had spoken with those seniors, it was clear that they were all cultivators of the same realm as his Master.

He was merely a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator. Going to meet these mighty cultivators, who could stamp their feet in the Yuanfeng Empire's immortal cultivation