"Who is this?"
The Mountain Lord's expression shifted slightly. With a raised hand, a palm strike landed on the man.
This man was Guan Shanqian, who had just escaped.
Even the many experts of the Mountain of Miracles did not know what that palm force was, yet it slowly awakened Guan Shanqian.
"Boy, what exactly happened inside? What has become of the others?"
"Especially that boy named Qin Shaofeng."
The Mountain Lord's voice was clearly frantic, his questions coming without the slightest pause.
"Qin Shaofeng?"
Guan Shanqian was briefly stunned.
Then, he fully came back to his senses.
"This disciple, Guan Shanqian, greets the Mountain Lord."
Guan Shanqian bowed respectfully. Yet, sharp as he was, he caught the trace of impatience in the Mountain Lord's eyes and hurriedly answered, "Reporting to the Mountain Lord, they are all dead. As for Junior Brother Qin Shaofeng, he... he..."
"What happened to him?!" The Mountain Lord's voice was already filled with fury.
"He is finished too."
Guan Shanqian let out a deep sigh. "Although Junior Brother Qin only possesses Nihility Realm cultivation, his combat strength is exceptionally formidable. Especially that Seven-Colored Sword—it killed a Grass Dragon with a single slash."
"Yet after that Grass Dragon was cut down, it turned into blades of grass and enveloped him. It seemed as though those blades were subjecting Junior Brother Qin to some terrible torture, making him scream miserably."
"Although he later used some kind of green flame, it merely turned the Grass Dragon into Black Qi. His miserable state showed no improvement at all."
He recounted everything in as much detail as possible.
"Did Gui Yan not help him?"
The Mountain Lord cried out even more anxiously.
However, Gui Yan was clearly not someone ordinary people of the Mountain of Miracles could know.
He asked