Facing the sudden turn of events, Qin Fengming cried out inwardly, What a pity.
The Phantom Nightmare Demon's Nascent Soul had fled. As long as it found a cultivator and seized his body, another Phantom Nightmare Demon would inevitably appear in the Cultivation World several decades later.
Against the Nascent Soul's teleportation technique, even if Qin Fengming wanted to set off in pursuit at that moment, he had no confidence whatsoever that he could intercept it.
Only if Qin Fengming had cultivated the Clairvoyant Eye secret art and possessed a magic treasure capable of breaking teleportation techniques could he have given it a try.
But just as Qin Fengming stood there in a daze, watching the direction in which the Nascent Soul had fled, a miserable howl suddenly erupted high in the air two or three hundred zhang away. Immediately afterward, a mass of black blood rained down from the sky.
"Ah... That Nascent Soul actually disintegrated on its own? How could this be?" Qin Fengming exclaimed, speaking to himself in a trembling voice when he saw this.
But after only a brief pause, he understood the reason.
The air-restricting Restrictive Spell here was extraordinarily powerful, while the Phantom Nightmare Demon's Nascent Soul had already become extremely weak. Although it had desperately used its teleportation technique to escape with its life, it could no longer withstand the incomparably powerful air-restricting Restrictive Spell in the sky. Thus, it had self-detonated in midair.
Qin Fengming, still sighing with emotion, naturally no longer cared about the Phantom Nightmare Demon's Nascent Soul, which had already perished completely. Instead, he turned and faced the two Nascent Soul cultivators from Skull Valley who had just fallen into the Illusion.
He activated the spell formula within his body and was about to drive his body forward to