As that gigantic palm continued pulling him in, Qin Fengming actually felt his spiritual connection with the Fire Fox Strength Beast weakening.
"Ah, no! That old bastard's methods are truly extraordinary." Qin Fengming was instantly horrified. As his shout rang out, his divine sense shot forth at great speed.
The Fire Fox Strength Beast, being dragged by the gigantic palm summoned by the Fierce Tiger Sect Master, received Qin Fengming's divine sense. Its form immediately changed, transforming into a pale golden flame only a few inches across.
As its size rapidly shrank, the golden flame finally broke free of the gigantic palm's control. It turned into a golden streak and flew out of the incomparably viscous demonic mist, returning before Qin Fengming.
Qin Fengming was now deeply wary of the dense demonic mist.
Even the Spirit Devouring Netherflame found it difficult to act within it, which was enough to show how extraordinary the demonic mist was.
He examined the pale golden flame in his hand but saw nothing unusual. With another thought, he immediately transformed it back into the Fire Fox Strength Beast, sending it pouncing toward the demonic mist once more.
This time, however, the Fire Fox Strength Beast did not approach. Instead, it spat out streams of flame and began slowly devouring the demonic mist.
Since the demonic mist possessed such formidable power, it had certainly been condensed from the Fierce Tiger Sect Master's own magic power. Under its devouring, his magic power would inevitably suffer a great loss.
A swift victory was now impossible. Qin Fengming had already prepared himself for a prolonged standoff.
In truth, from the moment Qin Fengming cast Lightning Escape and pounced on the old man surnamed Zhai to when the two began wrestling with their respective secret arts, less than a quarter