Misty Zone

()Book Five: Breaking Out of the Cocoon—Misty Zone

As he watched the expression on the young cultivator's face shift constantly, the fallen Flying Sword Daoist was utterly baffled.

If it had been an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator who heard that tens of thousands of Core Formation cultivators, from the middle to the late stage, were searching for him within the Sky Flame Mountain Range, his face would certainly have changed in terror.

Yet the cultivator before him showed not the slightest trace of fear. Instead, he merely looked as though he had just understood something that had troubled him for many years.

Qin Fengming stood there for the time it took to finish a meal before his expression finally changed, returning to its usual calm.

"Hehe, thank you for telling me, Flying Sword Fellow Daoist. This Qin understands now. This Qin will naturally keep his word and let your soul ascend to Heaven. Have a safe journey."

With that, Qin Fengming flicked his hand. A spirit artifact shot out, circled once around the fallen Flying Sword Daoist's neck, and sent a head tumbling onto the stone ground.

Only after seeing that the Flying Sword Daoist had been separated from head to body did Qin Fengming hurry forward. He reached the corpse, bent down, and searched it carefully for a moment. Several storage rings and a Spirit Beast Pouch soon appeared in his hand.

His divine sense entered them. After searching carefully, Qin Fengming found a piece of silk cloth flashing with a layer of gray light. This silk cloth was undoubtedly the magic treasure the Flying Sword Daoist had used when evading the Mang Ma Mountain cultivators.

Spiritual energy surged across its surface, with a layer of gray radiance floating over it. At a glance, it was clear that this