A mighty Demon Cultivator in the Integration realm had actually been captured by Qin Fengming with such ease that Shi Chang, who stood to one side, was left utterly dumbfounded.
Shi Chang naturally already knew Ying Jia's strength. In a clash of physical bodies, even if he went all out, he would find it difficult to gain the slightest advantage. If Ying Jia restored his true form and fought by relying on his innate abilities, he would be even more troublesome to deal with.
Capturing or killing him would have been absolutely impossible with Shi Chang's strength alone.
Yet the scene before him had truly left Shi Chang stunned on the spot.
Shi Chang naturally had a clear idea of Qin Fengming's strength after traveling with him all this way. Although Qin Fengming's methods were extraordinarily powerful, Shi Chang found it impossible to believe that he could instantly capture and kill a Demon Cultivator in the Integration realm.
But the truth was laid bare before him. No matter how unwilling he was to believe it, Shi Chang had no choice but to do so.
"Fellow Daoist Shi, quickly... quickly... quickly capture this Demon Cultivator. I... I want to..."
Just as Shi Chang stood there in shock, unable to believe what had happened, the huge murky-yellow radiance suddenly vanished with a muffled boom. Qin Fengming, whose figure had only just appeared, swayed violently and could barely remain standing in midair.
His face was deathly pale as he shouted urgently, his words becoming halting and fragmented.
Before Qin Fengming could finish speaking, he finally closed his eyes. His body suddenly lost control and plummeted toward the rocky ground dozens of yards below.
Shi Chang abruptly snapped back to his senses. A flicker of emotion crossed his face. After only the briefest pause,