"A mere swarm of vicious ghosts and fiendish souls dares to shake my soul?"
Watching thousands upon thousands of vicious ghosts and fiendish souls rush at him madly, Qi Heng curled his lips in a cold sneer. He made no attempt to stop them, allowing the fiendish souls to charge straight into his sea of consciousness.
Then...
"Roar..."
Within his sea of consciousness, an enormous yellow bear manifested. It let out a furious roar at the vicious ghosts that had entered, and boundless power surged forth like a raging tide.
With a single roar, every soul that had entered his sea of consciousness was utterly annihilated, vanishing into nothingness!
"Crack!"
Once the vicious ghosts and fiendish souls had been wiped out by that roar, the black banner in the black-robed old man's hand instantly shattered, leaving only fragments scattered across the ground.
"Ah? Th-this... this... how is this possible? How could his soul be this powerful?"
The black-robed old man was utterly terrified.
He possessed divine abilities, and his soul was this powerful too. Why was someone like that... only in the Innate Realm? How was that possible?
"In this era, even Purple Mansion Realm cultivators do not cultivate divine abilities? And most cultivators merely refine qi, without tempering their bodies or souls. Have they truly become this weak?"
A simple Gravity Divine Ability had swept away his enemies, leaving even Qi Heng somewhat surprised.
"Cultivation techniques are easy to obtain, but divine abilities are difficult to find. The Ji Mansion library said that 'divine abilities are difficult to find'—had they become this difficult to find?"
Qi Heng sighed and shook his head. "In that case, I shall send you on your way!"
"You dare kill me? My name is Bo Zishan, and I am a Snow Dragon Mountain cultivator!