This exchange with Old Monster Miaoxie had filled Qin Fengming with excitement.
This was the first time in the truest sense that he had fought someone with the strength of the early Spirit Severing stage—and he had actually fought a genuine peak Spirit Severing cultivator.
Earlier, in the Ten Thousand Stone Forest, he had tested his skills as well, but those had only been Demon Race beasts of the same stage. They had been far from enough to test just how powerful his methods truly were.
The Winged Race member before him was a genuine peak Spirit Severing cultivator.
That exchange had given Qin Fengming a rough understanding of the strength of the notorious Old Monster Miaoxie. Although the enormous flying bird just now had not been his trump card, it had definitely been a secret technique he valued highly.
It was equivalent to his own Azure Frost Sword Art. Once unleashed, it was enough to achieve a certain result.
By the looks of it, his own Azure Frost Sword Art could easily break through the opponent's secret technique attack. This was enough to comfort Qin Fengming. It showed that this Azure Frost Sword Art, which he used most often, was already powerful enough to contend with the formidable secret technique of a peak Spirit Severing cultivator.
Having destroyed the enormous demonic bird with a single wave of attack, Qin Fengming was naturally delighted.
"Whether I'm an early Spirit Severing cultivator or not, with your abilities, could you really be unable to tell?" Qin Fengming planted his feet and saw that the dense mist was no longer surging toward him. Since he had no intention of attacking, he replied.
Whether he was an early Spirit Severing cultivator or not had essentially no bearing whatsoever on the battle between them.
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