Along the way, after crossing dozens of mountain peaks, Duanmu Rong personally gathered a group of twelve Martial Arts Strongmen, each of whom had cultivated the Little Cloud Rain Technique to at least the 9th Layer.
Qin Feng discovered with some embarrassment that out of the twelve Martial Arts Strongmen, he was the only one who wasn't at the Condensing Vein Realm.
The group consisted of nine men and three women, each one striking and dignified, carrying themselves with the grace of dragons and phoenixes.
These Martial Arts Strongmen greeted one another in twos and threes. Their gazes would occasionally sweep over Qin Feng, but their eyes were apathetic, just brushing past him.
Their gazes were cold and appraising, clearly conveying the sentiment that a dragon does not dwell with snakes.
Qin Feng's eyes remained calm as he focused on the journey. He could tell that these experts didn't consider him their equal.
