"You actually have a second Nascent Soul. Hmph. Earlier, when this old man was trapped inside the coffin, I might not have been able to do anything to you. But now that I've escaped and your main body has come here, you've merely delivered another piece of meat to this old man."
The red-haired old man was naturally no ordinary person. The moment he suddenly saw a young cultivator appear, he almost instantly knew the newcomer's identity.
Looking up at Qin Fengming's suddenly appearing main body, the red-haired old man's expression did not change in the slightest. Instead, delight flashed in his eyes.
That was because he had actually sensed that Qin Fengming's main body possessed only the aura of the early Integration stage.
A physical body controlled by a second Nascent Soul of such a level could practically be disregarded before a cultivator in the early Spirit Severing stage.
A cold snort rang out. With both hands forming incantations, the red-haired old man pointed at the several hundred black lotuses surrounding Qin Fengming's Nascent Soul. At once, a burst of air-piercing sounds rang out. Nearly two hundred black lotuses shot back, streaking toward Qin Fengming's main body above the cavern roof.
An icy aura spread everywhere as torrents formed from countless sharp blades swept forth, carrying the force to kill Qin Fengming's main body in a single strike.
Faced with more than a hundred black lotuses wrapped in a massive blade torrent, Qin Fengming did not hesitate in the slightest. With a flip of his hand, a small mountain peak suddenly appeared. A humming sound rang out, and a mountain several dozen yards tall immediately floated before him.
White mist rolled and churned, and the enormous blade torrent suddenly collided with it.
White radiance flashed wildly across the towering