As the voice rang out, Qin Fengming's figure had already arrived before the three of them.
"It's him!" The instant one of them saw Qin Fengming, he cried out in delight. His eyes flashed sharply, his face filled with joy.
"Were you waiting for us to arrive?" The female cultivator's expression tightened, and wariness immediately arose in her.
"This Qin was waiting for people with ulterior motives. Since you came here specifically to find this Qin, you naturally have ulterior motives. Leave your wealth, and I'll spare your lives."
Qin Fengming smiled faintly and slowly advanced. His aura spread outward, not especially dense, yet it caused all three Mahayanas to tense up abruptly, their expressions turning solemn.
"This man is rather strange. Senior Brothers, let's attack together." The female cultivator seemed to hold great authority among the three and directly set the course.
"Good. The three of us will attack together." The other two immediately agreed.
However, just as the three of them reached their decision, Qin Fengming's figure had already transformed into a phantom. Light flickered in his hand, revealing a thick halberd blade wrapped in purple-black luminescence. It was precisely the dragon bone that had transformed into the Dragon Pattern Spirit-Infused Halberd.
Qin Fengming did not unleash the Dragon Halberd's full power. Instead, he wielded it as a heavy weapon and suddenly smashed it toward one of the male cultivators.
The Dragon Pattern Halberd emitted no overwhelming energy. Like a club wrapped in the sound of rushing wind, it came smashing down.
"Bold indeed. I, Yu, will see just how powerful your physical body is." The middle-aged man did not retreat. Instead, he flipped his hand, causing a long spear to appear. He likewise did not propel it forward with magic power, but gripped it tightly with both