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Without the roar of a violent explosion, the enormous vortex in the distance suddenly seemed like a massive object molded from mud and pasted together from paper, swept up by some strange force before collapsing thunderously on the spot.
The three enormous bodies that had appeared earlier—the giant dragons radiating terrifying power—had vanished without a trace.
A mass of pitch-black mist, even denser than before, surged forth and abruptly encircled the handsome young man, whose complexion was slightly pale.
The handsome young man looked around. His gloomy, solemn gaze revealed no unusual emotion.
"Chaos spirit treasure. As expected, its power is extraordinary. If the former me had encountered it, I truly might have faced the danger of falling. But now, a spirit treasure with such power is still insufficient to make me bow my head..."
The handsome young man composed himself and looked toward the Burly Man in the distance, who was holding the enormous pipa in his arms, his face likewise showing a pallid hue. He spoke in a low voice.
At this moment, although the enormous pipa in the Burly Man's arms showed no unusual signs,
Qin Fengming knew in his heart that he could no longer activate this Chaos spirit treasure containing such formidable power.
Qin Fengming had not witnessed exactly what the handsome young man had experienced inside the enormous vortex. However, seeing the young cultivator's current condition and the pitch-black mist surging around his body, he had already formed some judgment regarding how the young man had broken through the vortex.
Qin Fengming had experienced the young cultivator's methods before. What had made him most wary back then were the Baleful Intent and Soul Devouring Demonic Silk.
At this moment, the mass of black demonic qi before the young man was clearly that Baleful