Facing an Integration stage cultivator, Qin Fengming was far from as relaxed and casual as he had been when dealing with a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.
Although he now possessed the means to withstand an Integration stage cultivator head-on, it was absolutely impossible to say that he could easily cope with an Integration stage cultivator's attacks.
If not for the powerful obstructive and corrosive effects of the Ghost Devouring Yin Mist, it would have been absolutely impossible for Qin Fengming to close within thirty or forty yards of Fang Gan.
But even though Qin Fengming had now approached Fang Gan, under the obstruction of the multicolored giant palms flashing toward him one after another, he could only forcefully unleash Spiritual Energy Slashes to fend them off.
Although the attacks of an Integration stage cultivator were merely casually unleashed, their might was still far beyond what a peak Nascent Soul cultivator could produce with his full strength. Facing the attacks of those multicolored giant palms, Qin Fengming did not dare resist them with his physical body alone.
Suddenly, an explosive roar caused by a tremendous collision of energy rang out through the air.
The dense Yin Mist, hundreds of yards across, began to churn and roll rapidly within a radius of dozens of miles. It moved with astonishing speed, like a huge black ball of fog that began flashing and shooting through the surroundings.
At that moment, nearly all the cultivators inside Ding Family Fortress had been alarmed. Standing in the distance, they gazed at the enormous energy fluctuations ahead, their eyes filled with incomparable shock.
Everyone knew that even in ordinary times, more than a dozen Great Cultivators guarded Ding Family Fortress. Not to mention cultivators from the opposing camp infiltrating it—even if they launched a large-scale invasion, they would