In the blink of an eye, the open ground that had still been filled with ceaseless roaring was left with only Qin Fengming standing there alone.
The Ghost Talisman Sect ghost cultivator, whose strength was formidable enough to make even Qin Fengming deeply wary, had actually withdrawn his secret art and fled without the slightest hesitation the moment he saw tens of thousands of Silver Sheath Worms appear.
Watching the Ghost Talisman Sect cultivator vanish into the distance, Qin Fengming stood motionless, his brows tightly furrowed.
Facing that gaunt Elder Bai, he was also filled with deep dread.
Although his opponent was only at the mid Ghost Lord stage, both his secret arts and magic treasures had left Qin Fengming feeling greatly troubled. The aura revealed by that enormous demon dragon had not reached the realm of a Level 10 demon beast, but it was definitely several notches stronger than a Level 9 demon beast.
Moreover, even after Qin Fengming had used every means at his disposal, that withered Yin Corpse had still gained a tremendous advantage under its fierce attacks. As for the Nine Skull White Bone Shield his opponent had later brought out, its power was far beyond anything Qin Fengming had imagined.
Against such a cultivator from the Ghost Realm, Qin Fengming truly could not summon the slightest thought of pursuing him.
If he wanted to kill his opponent, aside from sacrificing an incomparably precious Blazing Sun Pearl, Qin Fengming could think of no other means capable of placing him in mortal danger with a single strike.
Still, the fact that his opponent had fled the instant he saw tens of thousands of Silver Sheath Worms appear had greatly shocked Qin Fengming. Although the Silver Sheath Worms were savage ancient insects, Qin Fengming was confident that he