A Chance for Great Merit

This Senior Li Qianjie had not only reached the Mid-stage Refining Void, but was also the Deputy Hall Master of the Pill Hall.

Everyone in the Affairs Hall had to act according to his mood.

Qin Ming had naturally taken in everything that had just happened.

All of a sudden.

An immense spiritual pressure descended.

The cultivator surnamed Zhu and the others turned the color of pig liver, crushed to the ground without the slightest ability to resist.

"With a great enemy at the gates, is this how your Town Abyss Army turns on its own?"

Qin Ming raised a brow and questioned them blandly.

"Se-Senior Li, we won't dare again," the cultivator surnamed Zhu and the others said, drenched in sweat.

They were miserable beyond words. Who would have thought that Jiang Tian knew the Deputy Hall Master of the Pill Hall?

Just then.

Another troop of cultivators hurried over from nearby, all dressed in Town Abyss Army uniforms.

At their head was a vicious-looking middle-aged man in dark-scaled armor. He looked immensely robust and imposing, and his cultivation was likewise at the Mid-stage Refining Void.

One look was enough to tell that this man had spent years slaughtering his way across battlefields. Killing Intent saturated his body.

"Commander Cao!" Seeing him, the cultivator surnamed Zhu on the ground clung to him like a drowning man grasping at a lifeline.

After Commander Cao arrived with his men, he forcibly squeezed a smile onto his stern face and gave Qin Ming a cupped fist salute. "Fellow Daoist Li, why lower yourself to the level of these juniors? It is only a trivial matter. How about showing mercy and letting them off this once?"

"Fellow Daoist Cao, is this how you discipline your subordinates? The Town Abyss Army is said to