The fighting in the Demon Heart Sea had ended, but Qin Fengming had not changed his direction.
Qin Fengming had an agreement with Saintly Venerable Qing Kui. He had promised to refine a medicinal pill for someone who had descended from the Upper Realm, and Qin Fengming was certain that person was connected to him.
Although meeting that person might cost him a Heaven-defying Divine Object, Qin Fengming had a feeling that this matter might not necessarily be a bad thing for him.
Qin Fengming had always acted according to his true nature. Ever since he learned that the female cultivator might be connected to the object on his person, he had already prepared himself mentally.
After careful consideration, he did not reject meeting that female cultivator, nor did he mind losing the treasure.
If someone who had descended from the Upper Realm could stand on the side of the Three Realms, then facing Zou Rui would naturally give them better odds of victory.
Zou Rui was Qin Fengming's greatest enemy at present. As long as he could kill him, he naturally had to make use of every favorable condition. If it could help that female cultivator, Qin Fengming would of course give it his all.
Qin Fengming and Venerable Jie Mie were not surprised that the fighting in the True Demon Realm had suddenly ceased to be so fierce.
In a battle between Mahayana cultivators, if one side wanted to completely suppress the other, there were truly not many methods besides having superior numbers.
Just imagine—when facing dozens of Mahayana cultivators, what could the side with fewer people rely on to fight them?
As long as the Mahayana cultivators did not advance recklessly and instead maneuvered with long-range attacks, killing the other side would be extremely difficult, even for