Qin Fengming's name had probably spread farther and wider than that of any Mahayana cultivator in the Three Realms.
After what had happened in the Chaos Realm, throughout the Three Realms, whether in a major plane or a minor one, there should have been hardly any Profound Tier cultivators who did not know who Qin Fengming was.
If a Profound Tier cultivator from one plane did not know the name of a Mahayana cultivator from another plane, that could still be excused. But if someone did not know who Qin Fengming was, it only showed how narrow and ignorant they were.
At this moment, every cultivator in the group was invigorated, delight showing on their faces.
Even if they had never seen Qin Fengming with their own eyes, everyone knew that he was a top-tier alchemist. They also knew of some of Qin Fengming's widely circulated exploits: shaking the True Ghost Realm's Pill Emperor Pavilion to its foundations; wagering against the Combat Skill Market of the Chaos Realm; and, as a Profound Tier cultivator, challenging the number one person in the Spirit Realm, Ancestor Jiao Wei.
Any one of those deeds was enough to make his name live through the ages and be recounted with relish by cultivators of every generation.
"Everyone, this Qin guarantees that you will all remain safe and sound, without being shackled to the sea of blood. Next, you will comprehend and refine the sacrificial technique. Then you will travel with me and Elder Brother Ji. Once we leave the Heavenly Stars Plane, that will be the moment I return your freedom."
Qin Fengming spoke loudly, suppressing the uproar among the cultivators.
The vast sea of blood had to be taken into the Sumeru Cave Dwelling space by Venerable Jie Mie, and Qin Fengming could lend