When he heard the old man's voice ring out again, Qin Fengming was instantly filled with regret.
When he heard the other party call out the name of the Treasure Refining Ghost Art, he became certain that he had run into a monstrous problem this time.
Seeing the illusory old man appear before him, Qin Fengming stood rooted to the spot, stunned for a moment.
Although the old man before him was currently only an illusory human form, the oppressive aura he gave off still filled Qin Fengming with dread.
The old man was of medium height. Though he was merely a phantom, his bearing and appearance revealed that his true body must have belonged to a man of transcendent bearing and extraordinary presence.
Seeing the other party appear out of thin air inside the hall, where the restrictions had already manifested, Qin Fengming was startled, then instantly understood.
This old man was not a divine soul body, but merely an existence formed from an obsession, and thus was not constrained by the restrictions here.
Although he was merely an obsession, Qin Fengming knew that if the other party wanted to kill him, he would not need to exert much effort at all. The strength of a Mahayana cultivator's obsession was naturally not something a mere Integration stage cultivator like him could fathom.
"This junior Qin Fengming pays his respects to Senior." At this moment, he understood that he had no room to choose before the other party. His only path was to obediently follow orders. None of his methods could cause the other party any real harm.
Qin Fengming was also deeply curious. This Mahayana divine sense had actually learned something of the technique's origins merely from the two Treasure Refining Ghost Art secret arts he had used.
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