The female cultivator's voice was delicate and crisp, clearly carrying a hint of urgency.
"Fairy Qian Yue, Fellow Daoist Yan Hun, Fellow Daoist Bai Zhi, we meet again. Today, this Qin happened to pass by and saw that Crimson Flame Mountain was in danger, so naturally I had to step in and resolve it. A few insignificant hoodlums are not worth this Qin's attention. Once matters here are settled, we can drink and chat to our hearts' content."
Hovering above the boundless white fog, Qin Fengming looked toward the dozen or so people who had revealed themselves, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.
Of those dozen or so people, Qin Fengming recognized most. Seeing that the principal cultivators of Crimson Flame Mountain who had interacted with him were safe, he felt greatly relieved.
Fairy Qian Yue was Yan Hun's Direct Disciple. When Qin Fengming had arrived back then, Fairy Qian Yue had already been managing Crimson Flame Mountain's affairs and was regarded as the next master of Crimson Flame Mountain.
A thousand years had passed, and Fairy Qian Yue's cultivation had advanced. She had officially become the master of Crimson Flame Mountain.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, leave quickly. They came this time to exterminate Crimson Flame Mountain. Although we are outnumbered, we are already prepared to perish together with our enemies. The moment the mountain-protecting formation is broken, we will completely detonate the entire Crimson Flame Mountain. By then, none of those who came here will be able to leave alive. Fellow Daoist Qin is not a cultivator of Crimson Flame Mountain. You should leave at once."
Fairy Qian Yue's expression was solemn, and her words were decisive. Clearly, she had already prepared for the worst.
They already knew that even if Crimson Flame Mountain surrendered without resistance, they