"Ah, junior, what kind of spirit beast is this? It can actually devour Yin souls. Could it be the legendary Soul Devouring Beast?"
When the old man suddenly saw Qin Fengming release a yellow beast that dispelled one of the secret arts he relied on so heavily, his expression changed drastically. After a moment's thought, his face changed again as he hurriedly said,
"Hmph. Why do you care what kind of spirit beast this Qin has? What other tricks do you have? Bring them out and try again."
The old man had already understood that the early Core Formation cultivator before him was no ordinary cultivator. The fact that he had come alone to give chase already showed that his abilities were extraordinary.
"Junior, this is only the beginning. I haven't even used my real methods yet. I'll just loosen my limbs and spend a little energy to see exactly how many blows you can withstand from me."
As the old man spoke, a powerful wave of energy surged forth. A black streak of light nearly twenty zhang long shot out, cleaving toward where Qin Fengming stood.
The old man had actually put away those Yin ghost secret arts and brought out his natal magic treasure.
Facing the natal magic treasure of a Peak Core Formation cultivator, Qin Fengming showed not the slightest unusual reaction. With a thought, the Blazing Sun Cold Light Sword shot through the air and swiftly intercepted it.
Amid a series of booming crashes, it blocked the old man's black great blade. When the two collided, it was unexpectedly difficult to determine which was stronger.
The ghost cultivator old man was startled when he saw this. The thing his opponent had brought out showed not the slightest trace of ancient aura; at a glance, it was