At this moment, Qin Fengming's divine sense was already comparable to that of an early Integration stage Great Cultivator. At such close range, even the split soul of that Jiao Clan Mahayana powerhouse had been stunned for a moment by the Startled Soul Whisper secret technique he unleashed.
What resistance could a mere Corpse Refining corpse at only the late Ghost Lord stage possibly possess?
With a turn of his hand, a Corpse Refining Bag appeared in his palm. A surge of murky yellow mist billowed forth, sweeping the towering Corpse Refining corpse inside in one stroke. As yellow light flickered, the towering Corpse Refining corpse suddenly shrank at astonishing speed, vanishing into the Corpse Refining Bag together with the murky yellow mist.
With a wave of his hand, he stored the Chaos Purple Qi Goblet in his robes. Qin Fengming swept his divine sense across the surroundings for a moment, and a trace of disappointment appeared on his face.
The storage ring and Spirit Beast Pouch on Elder Bai had both turned to ash when his physical body self-destructed. Even the talismans of the talisman array he had deployed had already been destroyed by Qin Fengming while he broke through the array.
A peak Ghost Lord from the Ghost Talisman Sect would certainly have possessed no shortage of treasures. After expending so much effort yet failing to take all the treasures on his opponent's person, Qin Fengming felt as though he had been robbed himself.
He released his divine sense and carefully swept across the dozen or so li around him, but nothing remained.
Yet just as he was feeling disappointed and slowly withdrawing his divine sense, a mountain peak more than ten li away suddenly caught his attention. Among several enormous boulders there, an extremely faint energy fluctuation