After more than two years of painstakingly studying soul power, with the guidance of Yang Xiong and the other two, Qin Fengming, though he had never cultivated the Treasure Refining Ghost Formula, had already become far more proficient in it than before.
In Qin Fengming's view, the withered old man before him was indeed an Integration stage cultivator. However, within this strange interface, the soul power the other party could unleash was, at most, only at the Ghost Marshal realm.
Yet upon witnessing this scene, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly jolted with alarm.
The soul power unleashed by the other party was incomparably majestic, and its might had already far surpassed that of a Ghost Marshal realm cultivator. Although it was still greatly inferior to the attack power unleashed by a Ghost Lord cultivator, it had already far exceeded the attack power Qin Fengming himself could produce.
Soul power was, in essence, an attack against the divine soul. Unlike Five Elements energy attacks, it could directly invade a person's divine soul and assault the sea of consciousness within the body. If the sea of consciousness was occupied by the other party, one would be completely bound by them.
The two sides were originally only several yards apart. When Shichang cast his technique, Qin Fengming did not dodge. Instead, as the soul power within his body surged rapidly, he likewise did his utmost to condense his soul power.
Their eyes had battled for two years, so Qin Fengming naturally knew Shichang's strength. Yet he did not believe the other party's soul power far surpassed his own. Thus, Qin Fengming had already prepared to clash head-on with the other party's soul-power attack.
But when he saw the other party's attack reveal its might, Qin Fengming immediately regretted it to the extreme.
Shichang's soul-power