Qin Fengming's heart sank. He knew there was still a Mahayana cultivator guarding this place.
"Senior, this junior came to ask for reinforcements. Several Mahayana cultivators have arrived on this grassland and are destroying the Yin Souls we've collected. Senior Qi and the others have already engaged them, but they can't defeat them for the time being."
Qin Fengming slowed his escape speed slightly but did not stop. As he spoke, he continued approaching the place ahead where red light and mist billowed upward.
"What? Several Mahayana cultivators have arrived? Could they be those people from the Sacred Domain?"
The voice was clearly startled by Qin Fengming's words. A string of questions followed, and for a moment, the speaker forgot to order Qin Fengming to stop and not come closer.
"This junior doesn't know the Mahayana cultivators from my Sacred Domain, so I can't identify them." Qin Fengming answered casually, his figure already drawing within a thousand li.
As he approached, Qin Fengming felt a terrifying Killing Intent that disturbed the mind invade his body. It was extremely overbearing, stirring turbulent waves in his state of mind, as though an immense hatred were beginning to grow within him.
Qin Fengming's mind tightened abruptly. He immediately understood where this aura came from. It had been born from the vital blood of those living beings that had been slain. This was a kind of Killing Intent fused into the blood, and special methods were required to separate it from the vital blood.
With such a dense aura of resentment and Killing Intent, who knew how much blood essence from living beings it had taken to produce it?
"How hateful! You're not a Profound Tier cultivator. Who are you? I've never seen you in my Desert Shore Sacred Domain." Just as Qin Fengming