"Profound Ghost Hall Master, the four great formations can seal those people for at most half an hour. Within that half hour, we need to kill the remaining five."
With a flash of human figures, Qin Fengming appeared before the five Mahayana cultivators, and a shout rang across the scene.
Following Qin Fengming's words, Venerable Jie Mie, Immortal Fairy Leng Yan, and Ancestor Ye Xuan appeared one after another.
Qin Fengming knew the limits of the hastily arranged simplified version of the Minor World Xunlei Great Formation. He understood that this simplified formation, which covered only a dozen or so miles, consumed its formation energy stones far too quickly. Under the full-force attacks of the trapped cultivators, it would be completely depleted in half an hour.
There had been far too little time this time, and there had been no chance to arrange the kind of formidable formation he had set up in Xun Feng Valley.
Yet even this simplified version had managed to trap nine Mahayana cultivators at once, something Qin Fengming himself had never expected. Looking at the five Mahayana cultivators who remained, Qin Fengming's heart settled.
At this moment, there were three extraordinarily powerful Mahayana cultivators: Profound Ghost Saint Ancestor, Venerable Jie Mie, and Qin Fengming himself.
Killing the five in a short time was practically a foregone conclusion.
However, just as Qin Fengming appeared and shouted, several identical cries of alarm rang out around them almost simultaneously: "You are Qin Fengming from the Spirit Realm!"
Along with the cries, five streaks of escaping light suddenly appeared and shot swiftly into the distance.
Qin Fengming froze, then abruptly understood. These cultivators were very likely people who had fled from the Spirit Realm.
Only then would the five Mahayana cultivators react this way upon seeing his face, immediately