Qin Fengming executed this series of movements as though he had rehearsed them countless times, without the slightest hesitation or wasted motion. The outcome was just as he had expected.
Had he faced a Nascent Soul cultivator who had weathered years of trials in the Cultivation World, even such a seamless sequence of moves would hardly have guaranteed an instantaneous capture.
Before coming here, however, Qin Fengming had already learned that although Shi De had broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, he had never ventured through the Cultivation World of the Deqing Empire. Compared with Qin Fengming's, his combat experience was a hundred and eight thousand miles behind.
With Qin Fengming's powerful physique, taking Shi De alive had involved little danger.
As a strand of Qin Fengming's restrictive spell energy entered his body, Shi De shuddered. He could no longer muster even a trace of magical power. His eyes went blank, and the exalted Supreme Elder of the Hundred Skills Gate abruptly slumped into his stone chair.
Never could Shi De have imagined that this clash would end with the young cultivator before him capturing him alive without giving him the slightest chance to fight back.
"Ah! You... you... you're a fellow Nascent Soul cultivator!"
The shock in Shi De's heart was beyond words. His only thought was that the young cultivator before him was undoubtedly a Nascent Soul cultivator in disguise.
"Hmph. What realm this Qin has reached no longer matters. What matters is that you've fallen into my hands, you old bastard. Now it's time to discuss the punishment you deserve."
As Qin Fengming spoke, a dark gleam flashed, and Rong Qing brought a beautiful young woman in disheveled clothes before him.
The beautiful young woman's face twisted in alarm, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably with