Yin Tianming's analysis from Yinxuan Pavilion seemed to be for the benefit of Qin Feng and his group.
Qin Feng didn't buy it, and simply asked indifferently, "Oh, what does this have to do with you? Tell me your purpose."
Yin Tianming looked at Qin Feng seriously and said:
Fellow Daoist, I am not exaggerating. Neither the Laughing Proud Gang nor the Three Emperors Palace are easy to mess with.
You just unleashed some kind of secret technique to kill Emperor Xiao, but how many times can you use such a technique?
"You're not in good shape right now, so using this secret technique once will probably require a long recovery period."
He seemed genuinely concerned for Qin Feng and worried about his safety.
In fact, he paid close attention to Qin Feng's reaction, not wanting to miss a single detail, especially when it came to the secret techniques, he was completely focused.
Qin Feng was also observing Yin Tianming. When he heard about the secret technique, he showed panic at just the right moment, as if his secret had been seen through, but quickly regained his composure.
Yin Tianming saw all of this and understood what was going on. He then revealed his true purpose.
"Actually, our purpose this time is very simple: to invite a few fellow Daoists to join our Silver Pavilion."
The servant added at the opportune moment:
"Our Silver Pavilion is a force no less powerful than the Laughing Proud Gang and the Three Emperors Palace, and its reputation is equally illustrious. Joining the Silver Pavilion will be entirely beneficial to you."
Yin Tiantian was so angry she laughed, and she glared at the servant through gritted teeth, saying:
"You people from Yinxuan Pavilion are really something. First, you informed Xiaoyong of our whereabouts and made us fight each other. Now you're acting like you're doing us a favor. Do you really think we're fools?"
The servant showed no embarrassment whatsoever. "If it weren't for Xiaoyong, we wouldn't have known of your abilities, and how could we have invited you all?"
Yin Tiantian was taken aback; there seemed to be some truth to what she was saying.
No, she quickly realized that the people from Yinxuan Pavilion clearly had ill intentions, yet they spoke with such self-righteousness, which was infuriating.
"In that case, we should thank you."
The servant seemed not to understand the meaning behind her words, saying, "It's all fate."
Qin Feng looked at Yin Tianming, "What if I say no?"
Yin Tianming looked at Qin Feng with a half-smile, his tone calm yet full of threat.
"What do you think? You killed Xiao Yong and Xiao Huang, so the forces behind them definitely won't let you off the hook."
If this news gets out, what do you think the consequences will be for you?
You have no other choice; joining the Silver Pavilion is your only way out.
Qin Feng glanced at him indifferently, his expression cold. "Are you threatening me?"
Yin Tianming felt the chill, but didn't take it to heart. He felt he had Qin Feng under control and casually said:
"Think what you want. Do you think it's not enough that you've already provoked the Laughing Proud Gang and the Three Emperors Palace? Do you have to add our Silver Pavilion to the mix?"
The other party has revealed their true intentions. Qin Feng believes that Yin Xuan Pavilion didn't initially have this purpose; they wanted to use him for something. Now that they see him kill Emperor Xiao, they've changed their minds.
Qin Feng nodded. "It seems that's really the case."
Yin Tianming assumed Qin Feng had agreed, and his expression, which had previously shown him to be a promising student, softened, and he chuckled, saying:
"Welcome to my Silver Pavilion, you five. You've been too prominent lately, so you should go somewhere else to hide for a while."
Yin Tiantian rolled her eyes so hard they almost flew to the sky. Qin Feng definitely didn't mean that; how could he possibly give in so easily?
As expected, Qin Feng made his move, throwing a punch at Yin Tianming.
Yin Tianming was a cautious person. Although he spoke nicely, he did not let his guard down.
Seeing Qin Feng throw a punch, he snorted coldly and threw a punch in return. He thought Qin Feng was at his limit and was just struggling in desperation.
The two fists collided, producing a loud boom.
Qin Feng took a slight step back, while Yin Tianming was sent flying backward.
The shockwave from the collision of the two fists pushed away the people who were close to Yin Tianming.
Yin Tianming was furious and incredulous. How dare Qin Feng? Wasn't he in a weakened state after the secret technique was unleashed?
He soon realized his mistake.
After Qin Feng finished throwing one punch, he swung his fist again and smashed it towards Yin Tianming.
Having witnessed the power of Qin Feng's physical body, Yin Tianming dared not take it head-on. He took out his immortal sword and slashed out with it.
He felt that Qin Feng should face reality; he was at the same cultivation level as Xiao Gan, a late-stage Immortal Emperor, and not someone to be trifled with.
Seeing this, Qin Feng wouldn't be foolish enough to use his fists to fight against the weapon. He didn't have the tough scales like Ao Ling, so he took out the Star Sword and thrust it out.
The sword's momentum instantly solidified, becoming incomparably sharp and indestructible.
Clang.
Yin Tianming was knocked back once again. He glared at Qin Feng and roared, "Were you faking your weakness just now? You knew we were here all along?"
Qin Feng snorted coldly and remained silent. Yin Tianming and Xiao Gan were both in the late stage of Emperor Xiao, but Yin Tianming's combat strength was clearly inferior to that of Emperor Xiao.
That makes sense. If Yin Tianming were stronger than Emperor Xiao, he wouldn't need to hide and scheme all that.
Qin Feng was unwilling to waste any more time. He activated Thunder Strike, and with a crackling sound, he and his sword became one, transforming into a bolt of lightning that struck towards Yin Tianming.
As Yin Tianming sensed Qin Feng's killing move, he realized that his previous judgment was indeed wrong. This person did not look weak at all.
He quickly adjusted his state, and the aura of a late emperor surged forth, causing his gray robe to flutter even without wind.
Instead of attacking like Emperor Xiao, he placed the immortal sword in front of his chest in a defensive stance.
He muttered incantations under his breath, communicating with the celestial energy of heaven and earth.
Instantly, immortal energy rapidly condensed around him, frantically pouring into his body and the immortal sword in his hand.
The immortal sword emitted a dazzling immortal light, quickly forming a huge light shield.
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