So fast! The Space Great Dao? No, he has no Space Great Dao Power on him. Could it be a Sovereign Secret Art? That's impossible too. He's only a Half-Step Sovereign and hasn't undergone his tribulation yet. Wait—what are those wings on his back?
The Mysterious Feather Clan general's expression shifted wildly. Qin Hao's sudden appearance had stunned him.
It had been too effortless.
Too fast, too natural!
Faster even than Spatial Shift.
And Qin Hao had previously killed three Half-Step Sovereigns with a single sword strike. The general's shock and fury gave way to wariness.
The others were even more unsettled. They stared at Qin Hao in fear.
"Who exactly are you?"
The Mysterious Feather Clan general stopped making rash moves. He stared coldly at Qin Hao and asked in a low voice.
"That's what I should be asking you," Qin Hao said evenly. "If I heard correctly, you're from the Mysterious Feather Holy Hall?"
"That's right!"
A trace of pride crossed the general's face. "You knew we were from the Mysterious Feather Holy Hall, yet you still dared to kill our people? You've got some nerve, boy."
He sneered. "I'll give you one chance. Surrender at once and come with us to the Mysterious Feather Holy Hall. You might still have a slim chance of surviving."
Qin Hao nodded slightly, deep in thought.
Taking this as fear of the Mysterious Feather Holy Hall, the general felt reassured. He continued with a sneer, "As an ascetic of the Blackfeather Clan, you ought to serve the Mysterious Feather Holy Hall. Come with us to the Mysterious Feather Holy Hall, and you might even have a chance to enter the Sacred Land, the Mysterious Feather Spirit Spring."
The Mysterious Feather Spirit Spring? Qin Hao's interest stirred.
The information he had on