Myriad Swords Return to Origin

"Such nerve. I truly don't know whether to call you ignorant or arrogant." The Spirit Transformation stage mighty cultivator sneered and waved a hand backward. The primordial energy between heaven and earth had already begun converging upon his body.

Li Qing's expression remained calm, his eyes as still as an ancient well.

"If you want me to respectfully call you Senior, then we'll have to see whether you're qualified for it."

As the words fell, a pair of silver-purple bone wings suddenly emerged behind Li Qing.

swish!

At that moment, he too drew upon the power of wind and thunder between heaven and earth, relying precisely on the Wind Thunder Silver Wings behind him.

In the span of an instant, wind and thunder surged through the world, empowering the pair of bone wings on Li Qing's back and lending his aura an added edge of sharpness.

"A Yellow-grade Spirit Treasure? Is this your support?" The cultivator surnamed Qin sneered, not taking any of this seriously.

Immediately afterward, he pointed a finger at Li Qing.

Boom!

A gigantic finger condensed from heaven-and-earth primordial energy pressed toward Li Qing. The space before it twisted violently, shaken by that single finger.

Ordinarily, the power of this finger was already beyond what a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator could contend against. It exceeded the limits of the Nascent Soul Realm.

But Li Qing was no ordinary Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. With the many methods at his disposal, he was absolutely confident he could contend with a Spirit Transformation stage mighty cultivator.

The pair of Wind Thunder Silver Wings behind him began to flap.

Before even the blink of an eye had passed, multiple figures of Li Qing had appeared throughout the surrounding world.

Behind every figure of Li Qing was a pair of Wind Thunder