"This isn't a ferocious beast!"
The middle-aged man's reaction was incredibly swift. Before the three finger seals had even appeared, he had already discerned the true nature of the winged beast pouncing toward him.
"This Qin is of course no ferocious beast. I'm the man who came to kill you." A figure suddenly flashed into existence. Qin Fengming's words exploded beside the middle-aged man's ears like a thunderclap. At the same time, three finger seals materialized out of thin air and slashed toward the middle-aged cultivator.
"You're Qin..." The moment the middle-aged man saw Qin Fengming's face, his mind roared. As he cried out in alarm, a wave of dizziness swept through his entire body.
Blood sprayed, followed by a shrill, tragic howl.
The middle-aged man was undeniably powerful. Even when faced with a pouncing, slaughtering attack from a ferocious beast comparable to Mahayana, he could withstand it and intercept the terrifying beast horde numbering in the hundreds or thousands several thousand zhang away.
Yet when faced with Qin Fengming's sudden attack at close range, the middle-aged man failed to block even a single exchange. Three transparent blood holes had already appeared in his chest.
It wasn't that the middle-aged man wasn't powerful. It was that he was too shocked. Whom had he seen?
He had actually seen the newly advanced human Mahayana who had defeated Ancestor Jiao Wei in Void City. In the middle-aged man's mind, Qin Fengming had still been in Void City several months ago. No matter how he looked at it, Qin Fengming should not have appeared here.
Yet the young man before him was indeed Qin Fengming. He had seen Qin Fengming once before, and that memory was etched into a deep pit in his mind.
That sudden shock had already caused the middle-aged man