Seeing the scene before him, Qin Fengming, despite his vast experience, could not help feeling bewildered and uncertain.
The sudden growth of the short figure's aura was, of course, not because he had deliberately concealed his cultivation and was now releasing it. Rather, his cultivation had originally been at the mid stage, and was now rapidly increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Mid-stage Ghost Lord... late-stage Ghost Lord... peak Ghost Lord.
His cultivation continued to rise. Even after reaching the peak Ghost Lord stage, it did not stop; his aura continued to grow.
Just as Qin Fengming's expression changed drastically and his heart grew heavy, the black shadow, which had already grown to over ten feet tall, finally stopped increasing its aura.
At this moment, the aura emanating from the black shadow was already immensely powerful. Although it had not reached the Integration realm, it was clearly two grades stronger than someone at the peak Ghost Lord stage.
Seeing such a bizarre scene before him, Qin Fengming had never encountered anything like it in his two hundred years of cultivation.
"Cackle, cackle, cackle. Although I've slept for so many years, the injuries and ailments in my body still haven't fully recovered. It seems that if I want to return to my peak, I won't be able to achieve it anytime soon without devouring several Nascent Souls."
A cackling laugh rang out as the strange, scale-covered figure suddenly muttered to himself.
At the same time, he looked toward Qin Fengming, who stood over a hundred yards away. A black tongue slipped out between his lips and licked his cracked mouth, revealing a hint of greed.
"Hmph. I don't care what kind of monster you are. Since you dared to kill this Qin's spirit insect, you'll have to pay