Watching the handsome young cultivator leave, Qin Fengming stood where he was, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. He had no intention whatsoever of pursuing him.
Qin Fengming was not someone who made decisions on a whim.
In the battle just now, the two sides had taken turns attacking and defending, and neither had gained much of an advantage. Although the other party had recognized the existence of the Silver Sheath Worms at the end and seemed extremely fearful of them, he was a late Demon King stage expert from the Outer Realm Demonic Domain. He had certainly not yet used all his powerful methods.
Even if Qin Fengming went after him to intercept him, it was hard to say whether he could succeed. Even if he managed to stop the other party, he had no confidence that the Silver Sheath Worms alone could kill him in a surprise attack.
Although the Silver Sheath Worms were formidable, Qin Fengming knew that when they had faced Poison Saint Venerable of the Ghost Realm, more than ten thousand of them had fallen on the spot. Under the attack of a late Demon King stage expert from the Demonic Domain, they absolutely could not accomplish much.
Moreover, the other party feared the Silver Sheath Worms so greatly because of the tremendous lightning power currently radiating from their bodies. The reason Qin Fengming had summoned the spirit insects was precisely because he knew that this lightning power had a miraculous effect on those soul threads.
It had merely broken through that divine ability of the other party's. Whether it could withstand the subsequent divine abilities was something he did not know either.
Glancing at the other party's departing figure, Qin Fengming waved his hands repeatedly. The two soul treasures immediately shot back, after