The berserk gale that filled the sky had yet to disperse when Dong Qian and Ding Yuan entered the area ravaged by it.
A figure shot out, and Dong Qian appeared beside Qin Fengming, carrying a battered body in his hand.
"Let's go over there and conceal ourselves first. We'll see whether any other cultivators come." Qin Fengming moved swiftly, leaving the battlefield in an instant.
The three entered a restriction array.
Other than that True Immortal, Qin Fengming held no goodwill toward the other six Golden Immortals. If they harbored ill intentions toward the three of them, he would not mind capturing and killing them all.
Dealing with Golden Immortals was already exceedingly easy for Qin Fengming. Whether it was a clash of divine abilities or close-quarters combat, he could gain the upper hand. Especially with his body reinforced by the Treasure Refining Ghost Art, not even every True Immortal could break through his defenses.
After waiting for a long while, the terrifying gale produced by the battle gradually dissipated, yet no other cultivators arrived.
"Looks like the others won't be coming here. Then let's see whether there's still any profit to squeeze from those three." With a wave of his hand, three Golden Immortal bodies appeared before them.
Dong Qian and Ding Yuan certainly could not handle the three. Qin Fengming needed to personally seal their internal magic power and divine souls.
With Qin Fengming's current Spirit Pattern methods, even against a True Immortal, so long as he was allowed to cast freely, it would be impossible for the True Immortal to easily break the Spirit Pattern seal he set down.
"Eh, it's actually this man. It seems he was truly determined to obtain the Illusory Heaven Pearl. Too bad he ran into us."
Looking at one of