Qin Fengming was not a tall man, yet standing atop the enormous vortex at that moment, with vast aura surging around him, he looked like a God or Devil descending into the world, radiating a terrifying might.
Those two were Mahayana cultivators who had immersed themselves in the Mahayana stage for several hundred thousand years. Their strength was formidable, yet before Qin Fengming, who had only just advanced to the Mahayana stage, they had been beaten to a pulp. If no one had witnessed it personally, who would have believed it?
It was not that they did not know Qin Fengming had once fought Qi Gu and Jing Heng, but everyone believed he had defeated the two by relying on a powerful formation. In particular, several of them had heard that Ancestor Jiesha had been defeated and forced to flee by Qin Fengming within a grand formation.
This made them all believe that although Qin Fengming had defeated several Mahayana cultivators back then, it had all been thanks to the terrifying formation.
There were quite a few grand formations in the Three Realms capable of suppressing Mahayana cultivators. In fact, the protective formations of any super sect could contend against a Mahayana cultivator. In their eyes, using a grand formation to overpower a Mahayana cultivator was truly nothing special.
But now, Qin Fengming had genuinely defeated two Mahayana cultivators through his own strength.
For a cultivator who had devoted himself to mastering miscellaneous arts to defeat someone of the same rank through his own strength was enough to leave them all shaken.
However, Qin Fengming's words had truly stoked the fury of several Mahayana cultivators. The moment his voice fell, a furious shout rang across the scene. "You junior really think you're invincible under heaven? This old man will fight