Virtually all of them were experts who were half-step into the Spirit Realm. As the auras of the experts enveloped them, unknowingly, there were already many observers surrounding Qin Feng, Tian Guzi and the others.

"It's Qin Feng?"

"I never thought that Qin Feng would actually come here. This fellow's strength is too heaven-defying!"

"Yeah, but this time, I met Hanging Mountain's Little Martial Emperor. No matter how strong Qin Feng is, he has to lower his head, Tian Guzi defeated a Spirit Realm pract.i.tioner in the Immortal Mystic Realm!"

Someone made a definite judgement.

As the crowd discussed this, more and more people gathered around them.

"Senior Brother Tian Guzi, this Qin Feng has a map with him. On this map, the locations of the many spatial Transfer Door are recorded!"

Looking at Qin Feng, Miao Yue secretly transmitted with a resentful gaze.

"Map?"

Tian Guzi's face finally began to change color. Even if it was him, he had always been incomparably calm, as if he wasn't a common person, as if he was someone who had transcended the mortal world.

In the Immortal Secret Realm, no one had any information, just like a headless fly that was constantly moving forward.

The danger was naturally unimaginable. It was as though they were treading on thin ice. If they weren't careful, it was very possible that they would be doomed forever.

He didn't expect Qin Feng to possess such a treasure on his body. As the light in his eyes revolved, Tian Guzi's eyes seemed to have come to a decision.

"Haha …"

"Tian Guzi... Your face doesn't count for s.h.i.+t! "

"What?!"

As Qin Feng's reply rang out, the crowd couldn't help but be dumbstruck.

Even the experts who were standing around, intending to watch the show, were stunned. They had never expected Qin Feng to say such a thing.

Tian Guzi's face was filled with astonishment, as if he had not heard Qin Feng's words clearly.

However, in an instant, Qin Feng's silhouette abruptly flickered.

"If you have the ability, then come and get it!"

A long howl suddenly echoed out.

Qin Feng moved!

His palm danced.

The palm was like a sword, tearing through the air.

"Puchi!"

Instant kill!

"Boom!"

The fist art enveloped him.

Under the cover of the fist intent, all things seemed like ants. The disciples' bodies instantly became sluggish.

At this time, Qin Feng had already reached the eighth level of the True Spirit Realm. Although it was only an increase of one realm, he was several times stronger than the original seventh level of the True Spirit Realm.

Especially for the nine dragon scales, he was getting more and more familiar with them. Each and every move of his contained boundless divine might.