Who could have imagined that Qin Fengming had just endured an unimaginably brutal battle and, before he had even closed up to rest and recuperate, was going to challenge a Three Realms Top-tier Mahayana cultivator again—and this time, two of them at once?
As Qin Fengming's words rang out, the clamorous heavens and earth instantly fell as silent as a sparrow.
In perfect unison, the gathered cultivators' gazes shifted toward Saintly Venerable Ji Shuang and Holy Lord Youjia.
At that moment, Saintly Venerable Ji Shuang and Holy Lord Youjia's faces were livid. Their gazes suddenly turned savage as they locked onto Qin Fengming, and a chilling intent spread throughout their bodies.
In an instant, the several Mahayana cultivators lingering around them immediately retreated.
"Since you're looking for death, junior, this old man will grant your wish." Saintly Venerable Ji Shuang swept his cold gaze over Qin Fengming before speaking sinisterly.
"You really have some nerve, junior. Right now, you're merely strong on the outside but weak within. I'm afraid a single finger could knock you down. Why would the two of us need to act? This Holy Lord alone can scatter your soul and destroy your spirit." Holy Lord Youjia's gaze was cold and profound. He gave a cold snort as he spoke.
A smile appeared on Qin Fengming's face, and he looked completely relaxed. "You really guessed it. This Qin is terribly exhausted right now, with only seven or eight-tenths of his strength remaining. Killing me should be easy. So what are you waiting for? Please, both of you. This Qin would like to see how you plan to kill me."
After speaking, Qin Fengming turned to Saintly Venerable Shiyou and Saint Ancestor Hai Yi. "Thank you for your trouble, both of you. Keep an eye on this half-dead