A realm with fifty Great Dao Marks!
That was Xuan Changfeng's realm, and Qin Shaofeng was astonished.
How had Xuan Changfeng managed it?
In such a short time, he had not only reached the realm of a Supreme Master, but had also attained fifty Barbarian Marks.
Such rapid improvement was truly remarkable.
If Qin Shaofeng's circumstances weren't special, and he didn't have the Barbarian Marks of the Barbarian Race, he couldn't have surpassed Xuan Changfeng either.
Could Xuan Changfeng have improved so quickly by absorbing the Barbarian Marks of the Barbarian Race?
Qin Shaofeng wondered silently, then directly asked Xuan Changfeng, "Xuan Changfeng, how exactly did you raise your realm?"
A glint flashed in Xuan Changfeng's eyes, but he still said nothing.
When Qin Shaofeng appeared before him, with Tiger Lord taking orders from him as though he were his leader, Xuan Changfeng knew he was in danger.
He had once intended to kill Qin Shaofeng, so he didn't believe Qin Shaofeng wouldn't hate him.
If the roles were reversed and someone tried to kill him, he would certainly seize the first chance to eliminate them.
In Xuan Changfeng's mind, Qin Shaofeng would never let him go.
So the moment Qin Shaofeng appeared, Xuan Changfeng knew he was in danger.
He didn't concern himself with Qin Shaofeng's relationship with Tiger Lord, nor did he respond to Qin Shaofeng's taunts or questions. At that moment, he was only turning over one thought in his mind: how could he survive this calamity?
He had to stay alive. There were still many things he hadn't done.
Several thoughts flashed through Xuan Changfeng's mind. At last, he looked at Qin Shaofeng and said solemnly, "Qin Shaofeng, I can tell you how I raised my realm, but you have to agree to one condition!"
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