At this moment, although Qin Fengming's cultivation had not increased, the Qinglin Four Symbols Sword had been refined within his body for many years. Compared to when he had faced Hai Ming, its might had naturally increased considerably.
Back then, it had forced Hai Ming, a mid Spirit Severing stage cultivator, to use every means at his disposal. Now, facing an Integration stage cultivator, Qin Fengming was of course certain that he could pose an enormous threat to Dang Ke as well.
Qin Fengming had always been deeply wary of Hai Ming.
Even when he had faced Zhao Zhinan back then, he had never felt such a sense of trepidation. Yet when he had fought Hai Ming, unease had constantly filled his heart, accompanied by an indescribable feeling.
Even now, whenever he thought of it, he still felt an oppressive weight in his heart that he could not dispel.
He had always felt that either Hai Ming or Kong Xiaofeng possessed some enormous secret, and that secret should be connected to the towering statue he had once seen.
But what exactly it was, he still could not figure out.
At this moment, with the Four Symbols Sword Array in motion, thunderous roars rang out, accompanied by howling gales. Dense black clouds blotted out the sky and sun, shrouding several miles of land in their entirety. Thick, terrifying bolts of lightning shot and crisscrossed through the dense clouds, revealing a dreadful heavenly phenomenon, as if the end of the world had arrived.
Amid the howling winds, roaring thunder, dense clouds, and raging lightning, an even sharper aura spread through the area.
Within this heavenly phenomenon, even without any attack reaching their bodies, cultivators had to circulate their magic power with all their might to resist the aura in the air, which