Qin Ming's gaze suddenly turned sharp. Before the two from the Insect Clan could speak, he shouted, "Everyone, kill this group of four first, otherwise they will become too powerful and threaten everyone. Loose cultivator friends, let's attack together!"
As he spoke, his whole body erupted with Heavenly Light, like a Fierce Sun burning, charging forward to slay.
Behind him, three loose cultivators didn't move, and the massive insect and Er Chong on the other side remained as steady as rocks, showing no intention to strike.
Qin Ming rushed alone towards the four Grandmasters. He had no support and might even be betrayed or ambushed by those behind him.
At this moment, his body tightened with no reservations; his blood and spirit surged to the peak. He needed to resolve the issue in the shortest possible time. Any delay would greatly increase his risk.
Because if he showed even a slight weakness, everyone would see him as a meal on the plate; he would become a sacrifice.
