The old man struck Qin Feng with a palm, and Qin Feng responded with a palm strike of his own.
The old man's imagined scene did not occur when his palms clashed; instead, he was knocked back and staggered.
The old man finally stopped in his tracks and looked at Qin Feng with great surprise.
He changed his previous arrogant and dismissive attitude and said admiringly, "Good lad, not bad. Who are you?"
After exchanging a few blows, although he was at a disadvantage, he didn't care much. It was just a test. He didn't use his full strength. It was hard to say who would win if they really fought.
Qin Feng looked at him with amusement, pointed to the mansion, and said calmly, "You don't need to know who I am, just know that this is my place."
The old man was speechless. They knew this place belonged to someone, since there was a formation set up here, but the formation wasn't very sophisticated.
He stared intently at Qin Feng, trying to see if Qin Feng was lying.
Qin Feng remained calm as he met his gaze.
Neither of them made a move for a moment.
The three members of the Black Profound Sect were being thoroughly beaten by Ao Ling when they saw their backer arrive and immediately cried out for help.
The old man's face darkened further, cursing the three men for being spineless and getting beaten up by a little girl.
He wanted to help, but looking at Qin Feng in front of him, he knew it was impossible.
Ao Ling quickly got results; she single-handedly defeated three members of the Black Profound Sect and knocked them to the ground.
She approached Qin Feng and looked at the old man, "Brother Feng, what should we do with them?"
The old man was immediately displeased upon hearing this. "Little girl, don't be so arrogant. It's hard to say who will come out on top if we really fight!"
Ao Ling ignored him and looked at Qin Feng instead.
Qin Feng said calmly to the old man, "Tell me, who are you people, and why are you occupying my place?"
He was genuinely curious as to why these people would come looking for trouble at this time, as it shouldn't be the case, given his recent reputation.
Although the old man was somewhat guilty, he was still very stubborn, saying, "Your place? What makes you think it's your place?"
Qin Feng looked at the old man and suddenly blurted out, "You're not from the Black Rope Immortal Realm?"
The old man was startled when he realized he had been told the truth, and his tone became firm.
"It's none of your business where I'm from. This is Black Mystic Sect territory. You should leave."
Qin Feng's voice turned cold, "It seems you haven't grasped the current situation. Fine, I'll deal with you after I take you down."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and pushed Ao Ling back to Leng Yuexi's side, then slapped the old man with his other hand.
The old man seemed to be ready at any moment, and he struck out with his palm as well, this time using all his strength.
He never expected that even though he used all his strength, the result would be the same, and he was knocked back by Qin Feng.
Not only that, he coughed up a mouthful of blood. This wasn't caused by Qin Feng, but rather by the aggravation of his internal injuries.
The old man realized he had underestimated Qin Feng; the man before him was more formidable than he had thought.
Qin Feng didn't care about any of that; he struck with one palm and then struck again.
This time, the old man dared not confront Qin Feng's palm strike head-on. He took out his immortal sword and stabbed it fiercely at the incoming palm.
Seeing this, Qin Feng's outstretched palm instantly transformed into a sword finger. He channeled his immortal energy, and a sharp sword aura burst forth from his fingertip, piercing towards the old man's sword blade.
Clang.
The sharp sword energy struck the immortal sword with extraordinary power, causing the sword to shake violently.
The old man was shocked again, marveling at the powerful sword energy.
Qin Feng's attack did not stop; he unleashed three more sword energies in succession.
The old man was startled and hurriedly blocked the attack. He retreated again and again, and being injured, he was in a very difficult situation, spitting out blood repeatedly.
He barely managed to deflect the incoming sword energy and tried to find Qin Feng, only to discover that the other party was gone. He realized something was wrong.
Qin Feng had appeared behind him without him noticing, his sword pointing at the old man's back. He could end the old man's life at any time if he wanted to.
The old man felt a chill down his spine, and cold sweat poured down his forehead. He dared not move.
Qin Feng's indifferent voice rang out, "I'll ask you questions, and you'll answer them. Be honest in the end, or you should know what the consequences will be."
The old man was much more honest this time. "Fellow Daoist, please don't be impulsive. I will tell you the truth as much as I know."
Qin Feng began, "Who are you, and why are you here?"
The old man answered honestly.
"We dare not conceal the truth from you, fellow Daoist; we are indeed from the Black Profound Sect."
We fled from the Nine Nether Immortal Realm and came to the Black Rope Immortal Realm to find a place to settle down.
Arriving here was a coincidence. I passed by and saw that the concentration of immortal energy here was quite good, and there was only a simple magic array for protection, so I had an idea.
We never expected to offend you, fellow Daoist. We hope you will be magnanimous and forgive us.
Qin Feng ignored him and continued to ask, "How many of you are there? Why did you try to escape?"
The old man said, “There are eighteen of us in total. Our Black Profound Sect’s leader is dead. Some forces that didn’t dare to provoke us before have started to take revenge on us. We can no longer stay in the Nine Nether Immortal Realm.”
Upon hearing that there were eighteen people, Qin Feng glanced into the inner hall and indeed found eight more, all of whom were injured and resting.
After he finished asking his questions, the next question was how to deal with these people. He hesitated for a moment, then thought of killing them.
The old man also sensed Qin Feng's killing intent and quickly begged for mercy.
"I am truly sorry for offending you, fellow Daoist. In any case, we pose no threat to you, so I hope you will show leniency."
I see this place is quite empty and there aren't many people cleaning it, so we're willing to help."
Should he take these people in? Qin Feng hadn't considered that before.
No one wants to die. The old man was filled with regret. Why did he come here and even fight with Qin Feng?
His life and death are now in Qin Feng's hands, and this feeling is very unpleasant.
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