Three days was truly not a long time.
Yet Qin Shaofeng had lived exceptionally well during those three days.
Young Emperor of Northern Heaven Zhan Cangkong either intended to befriend him or had truly sensed that someone was deliberately probing him.
In any case, there was a banquet every day, and Qin Shaofeng ate to his heart's content.
Whenever he was sent back to his guest room "drunk,"
he used the time spent "sleeping" to ponder the path ahead.
His original identity could not be exposed no matter what.
Although his cultivation had suddenly soared countless times over, he was still no match for a Void Realm expert.
Moreover, that group which had already gathered and was now assembled in Tianbei City was merely the first batch from Cloud Immortal Hall.
If he revealed his trump cards and slaughtered that group until they scattered in defeat,
then before long,
the true Void Realm experts of Cloud Immortal Hall would likely descend.
The dignity of an overlord faction was not something a mere Rogue Cultivator like him could provoke.
Even if he could wield the Nihility Origin and unleash true Nihility Realm battle power, he absolutely could not guarantee that he would survive unscathed.
"Is there really nowhere left for me to run?"
Whenever Qin Shaofeng used Nihility of Life and confirmed that no one could hear his voice, he silently asked himself this question.
Not right!
Who says I truly have nowhere to go?
As he watched the sky gradually brighten, a strange gleam of delight suddenly flickered in his eyes.
If he could not use the Phantom Mask to create another identity,
then his road in the Cangming Realm might truly have reached its limit.
But while there was nowhere to go in the Cangming Realm, he still had