Ideas were, more often than not, nothing more than ideas.
Qin Shaofeng had indeed wanted to stay here all along.
He had come out precisely to seek out places inhabited by powerful ferocious beasts and raise his cultivation as much as possible.
But alas.
This Beast Tide was not at all as he had imagined, with every ferocious beast going berserk and charging at humans without regard for its life the moment it spotted one.
Quite the opposite.
As he swiftly slaughtered a batch of ferocious beasts,
there were clearly countless other ferocious beasts of the same level around him, yet every one of them stopped in its tracks. Not a single one continued approaching him.
It was as though he had become a malignant tumor that even the Beast Tide feared.
As Qin Shaofeng stood there stunned,
he heard increasingly resounding beast roars rapidly drawing closer from afar.
In but a few moments,
the beast roars had already arrived nearby.
The ferocious beasts that appeared this time had actually risen by an entire tier.
Every single one was an Emperor Realm ferocious beast.
"Little brother, your cultivation and combat strength are indeed impressive, but the strength of these ferocious beasts is already beyond what you can contend with. Leave this matter to me!" The Demonic Cultivator charged forward once more.
It was plain to see
that his concern for Qin Shaofeng was not the slightest bit feigned.
Qin Shaofeng could not help feeling puzzled again.
Yet he did not think too much about it.
He shook his head slightly.
"Not yet. These ferocious beasts still can't do anything to me."
Qin Shaofeng was not merely talking; he truly had confidence in his own combat strength.
At this point, he already possessed combat strength comparable to an ordinary Venerable.
He