"Fellow Cultivator Fang, are you confident you can deal with those two early Spirit Severing cultivators?"
As they flew swiftly through the air, Qin Fengming's voice still reached Fang Liang's ears with remarkable calm.
At this moment, Fang Liang was far less composed than Qin Fengming. Facing a mid Spirit Severing cultivator, he had confidence in fighting him. But behind them now was a late Spirit Severing cultivator.
The difference between their realms was simply too vast, and the purity of the spiritual power within their bodies differed by an enormous margin. Even with the Chaos Heaven Art protecting him, whether he could withstand a single strike from the other party was highly uncertain.
"What? Are you planning to deal with that late Spirit Severing cultivator alone?" Hearing Qin Fengming's voice transmission, Fang Liang's heart jolted. His lips moved slightly, and he sent back a sentence.
Qin Fengming's methods were extraordinary, and Fang Liang understood that. But he was certain that the young cultivator had absolutely no ability to fight a late Spirit Severing cultivator head-on.
If they truly fought head-on, Qin Fengming would certainly be the one to fall.
"This Qin does indeed have that intention." To Fang Liang's immense shock, Qin Fengming did not hesitate in the slightest and directly confirmed it.
"As long as you can deal with those two early-stage cultivators, this Qin has confidence in escaping from that late-stage cultivator. We'll meet later near the Immortal Talisman Sect on Imperial Pole Island."
There was no time for further explanation, so Qin Fengming sent another voice transmission.
"Very well. This Fang will fight those two early Spirit Severing cultivators." Fang Liang was a decisive man as well. He stopped hesitating and immediately agreed.
As Fang Liang's words fell, two flashes of white light suddenly shot out