"Ghost Venerable?!"
The group immediately sensed the cultivation aura emanating from the figure ahead, and their expressions changed.
Even though they already knew they would be facing a Ghost Cultivator of this level,
when they truly sensed that the Ghost Cultivator possessed, at the very least, mid-stage Heaven and Earth Envoy cultivation, threads of fear still rose in their hearts.
Yet as they cried out in alarm, the corners of Qin Shaofeng's mouth lifted slightly.
No matter what the others had said before, he had only ever been half-convinced.
But the sight of the ghost fire wiping out every terrifying illusion in an instant had truly confirmed just how greatly it restrained Ghost Cultivators.
With a wicked smile,
he pulled Xian Xiaoying, who was tightly clutching his hand, in front of him. Turning to face her, he gently patted her shoulder and said with a smile, "This fellow is weaker than the one I killed before. He probably isn't even half as strong. There's nothing to fear."
"You make it sound easy. These ghostly things are terrifying, alright?"
In her fright and tension, Xian Xiaoying actually wrapped both arms tightly around Qin Shaofeng's arm.
That soft touch nearly made Qin Shaofeng's heart sway.
He was a normal man, after all.
And not long ago, he had personally witnessed those two magnificent mounds. Naturally, his body reacted a little.
Patting her shoulder again, he smiled. "They're just things that know how to scare people. Or do you think your cultivation and combat strength are inferior to mine?"
"How could that be?!"
Xian Xiaoying suddenly jumped up. This was precisely her sore spot.
Yet when she thought of the Ghost Cultivator's terrifying nature, she still clung tightly to Qin Shaofeng's arm and refused to let go no matter what.
"Forget it, forget