The spears formed from the yin mist containing Profound Cloud Smoke displayed power far beyond Qin Fengming's expectations.
Such a thing was exceedingly rare in his battles against others.
He possessed an astonishing number of magic treasures. It was not as though he lacked powerful items capable of killing the old man before him in an instant. But when it came to magic treasures that could withstand the spears conjured by those four corpse skeletons, he truly could not think of any.
His natal treasure was powerful, but it was ultimately still an object of Five Elements energy. He reckoned it would also find it difficult to defeat these spears.
However, if he brought out the divine hall or the Nine Nether Ice Lotus, he was still fairly confident that he could break through the opponent's spear attacks. As for the Gluttonous Heaven and Earth Pot, dealing with them should be as easy as turning over his hand.
But facing a mere late Spirit Severing stage cultivator and using his trump card was truly something he could not bring himself to do.
As his thoughts raced, he quickly remembered that dragon bone.
This dragon bone was the skeleton of a Mahayana Heavenly Dragon. It was inherently immune to all kinds of poison. Since it was not a magic treasure, it lacked the magic treasure's own radiant essence and naturally would not fear erosion by the yin mist containing Profound Cloud Smoke.
As the dragon bone swept about, an open space immediately appeared around him.
With his body no longer harassed by the yin mist, a faint smile instantly appeared at the corners of Qin Fengming's mouth. His inner cultivation surged, and as a flash of rosy light flickered, his figure abruptly vanished.
When he flashed into view again, he was