The middle-aged man before him was a reincarnation of a Mahayana cultivator, so his exceptional aptitude was naturally rare in the world.
Although he had not unsealed many memories before reaching the late Integration stage, even the divine abilities contained in those earlier memories were beyond comparison with those of ordinary Integration stage cultivators.
Moreover, his own soul power had always far surpassed that of others at the same stage. The cultivators who had fallen beneath his Soul Rending Strike were already beyond counting.
After their exchange just now, the middle-aged cultivator had naturally seen that the young man before him possessed methods far more powerful than those of ordinary cultivators at the same stage. To defeat his opponent, the cleanest way was to rely on the powerful soul force that currently surpassed his opponent's by far.
Thus, from the very beginning, he had directly unleashed the powerful method he relied on most.
Sensing how terrifying the opponent's strike was, Qin Fengming's pupils contracted. The Treasure Refining Ghost Art secret art circulated within him, and a mass of azure mist surged out. Without the slightest attempt to evade, he threw out a punch of his own.
A gigantic fist phantom flashed into existence. The terrifying tearing aura that had invaded Qin Fengming's sea of consciousness vanished directly beneath the circulation of the Treasure Refining Ghost Art.
As the fist phantom flickered, the head of a gigantic demonic beast suddenly emerged. Its body surged as it tried to burst out of the dense azure mist. Yet after revealing only its two thick forelimbs, each bearing sharp beast claws, it seemed to be restrained by the terrifying force within the mist.
But amid its furious roar, the gigantic demonic beast still struggled forward with all its might, as though it intended to