Both were at the third level of Spirit Transformation.
Song Qingming had only recently advanced, so compared to Yuzhen Zi, who had broken through several centuries ago, his cultivation realm was naturally far inferior.
Thus, when fighting the two of them earlier, the Nine Nether Old Demon had focused most of his attention on Yuzhen Zi.
At first, he had not paid much attention to this young opponent before him, merely sending two relatively weaker White Bone Sky Demons to block him.
He had assumed that Song Qingming was unfamiliar-looking and weaker in cultivation than Yuzhen Zi.
The two White Bone Sky Demons, working together, were already comparable to a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator. Even if they could not take down the man before them, stopping him should not have been a problem.
Yet just as the Nine Nether Old Demon had firmly suppressed Yuzhen Zi and believed he had seized the initiative on the battlefield—
The two White Bone Sky Demons he had refined for years were easily trapped by their opponent in barely over a hundred exchanges, thoroughly exceeding his expectations.
It was not only the old devil; even Yuzhen Zi, who was fighting him nearby, had not expected it.
The first to break the battlefield's deadlock so swiftly was not him, a veteran Spirit Transformation cultivator, but Song Qingming, who had advanced into the Spirit Transformation Realm only three hundred years ago.
Yuzhen Zi, whose face had just been grim as he prepared to stake everything on one throw, was immediately filled with excitement upon seeing that Song Qingming's abilities far exceeded his expectations.
Seeing that his other two skeletons were nearly unable to withstand the Profound Yang Blazing Flames—
Green light flickered rapidly in the eyes of the white skeleton wielding a long spear, then