Chai Yan froze, staring blankly at Qin Fengming as the fury on his face rapidly faded, replaced by shock.
He had heard of Qin Fengming's deeds, but he had never seen a portrait of him. The Qingzhou Immortal Domain was far too vast, and he had never thought he would actually run into that terrifying Mahayana cultivator.
Yet now the man stood right in front of him, alive and in the flesh, leaving Chai Yan's mind roaring until, for a moment, he lost the ability to think.
For a Mahayana cultivator to be stunned to such an extent was the mark of terror pushed to the extreme.
Chai Yan had every reason to be frightened. His words just now had been far too grand. With his paltry strength of merely ranking eight hundred on the Mahayana Ranking List, how could he possibly be this man's opponent?
"Fellow Daoist Chai Yan may invite all the friends and relatives you like. As long as no Golden Immortal expert takes action, this Qin will be waiting at any time for anyone to come challenge me. If this Qin loses, I will submit to whatever punishment you decide. If this Qin wins, I will not do anything to you either. As long as I obtain enough immortal Spirit Stones, your lives may rest easy. Fairy Zeng, let us go." Qin Fengming smiled faintly and no longer spoke to rebuke that young man.
Zeng Ping was delighted inwardly, and Qin Fengming looked much more pleasing to her eyes now.
Her elder sister was the Qianyun Sect Old Ancestor's dual cultivation partner, so by rights her status was honored. But in the Qianyun Sect, strength was supreme. Their Qingzhu Peak had always been in the middle ranks and simply could not surpass Songhao Peak. That made