"Youngster, don't be so stubborn. So what if you're a peak Immortal Lord stage cultivator? In front of me, it isn't impossible for me to kill you. Now, I'll let you experience my true methods."
Though Bao Chengtian showed not the slightest trace of fear as he looked at the calm-faced young cultivator before him, his vigilance had already risen to its utmost.
He spoke coldly as the incantation within his body surged forth at great speed.
The already dense black demonic mist around him suddenly began to churn violently. As a vast, oppressive aura surged forth, a layer of dark, ghostly armor that had nearly become solid enveloped Bao Chengtian from head to toe.
Not even his face was exposed.
At the same time, streaks of spell arts, guided by the movements of his hands, rapidly merged into the thick black demonic mist around him.
In an instant, three enormous black spheres flashed into existence. Under Qin Fengming's gaze, Bao Chengtian's figure vanished without the slightest movement.
As the three enormous black spheres flickered soundlessly, they too suddenly vanished from before Qin Fengming.
Almost at the moment the three spheres disappeared, energy fluctuations suddenly erupted several zhang around Qin Fengming. Three enormous fist shadows wrapped in black radiance appeared, and a powerful fist wind that made even Qin Fengming's eyes narrow slightly came crashing toward him.
The three fist shadows came from three directions around him, virtually hemming Qin Fengming in the center. Their fist winds completely enveloped him.
At such close range, with this sudden assault, forget Qin Fengming—even a late Integration stage cultivator would absolutely find it difficult to evade. Taking these three attacks head-on was practically unavoidable.
"Pfft!~~" A soft hiss suddenly rang out across the scene.
As Bao Chengtian unleashed his technique at full speed,