This palm strike was illusory, almost as if it were transparent. As it passed through the air, it carried no overwhelming Vital Energy and Power whatsoever.
Yet this seemingly ordinary palm strike made Qin Fengming's heart tremble, and his brows furrowed.
Although the palm strike was illusory, Qin Fengming sensed a vast, ocean-like force—soft yet heavy, surging toward his body like layer upon layer of enormous waves.
That aura was mighty and profound, like the crushing weight of a towering mountain peak that pierced the clouds, immense beyond measure.
This attack instantly made Qin Fengming feel as though he were facing a Profound Spirit cultivator unleashing his full strength.
Yet Qin Fengming could clearly sense that the energy pressure and aura revealed by the old man before him genuinely belonged only to the late Spirit Severing stage.
For a late Spirit Severing cultivator to casually unleash a terrifying attack comparable to the full-strength strike of a Profound Spirit realm cultivator—among all the cultivators Qin Fengming had encountered, such a person was absolutely rare.
Before the palm strike even reached him, the space around it had already solidified, trapping his entire body in place and making it difficult for him to cast a spell and evade at high speed.
There was no doubt that his opponent's strike was extraordinarily powerful, but Qin Fengming was merely a little startled. He did not truly regard it as an attack he could not withstand.
Seeing the illusory giant palm drift toward him, he likewise struck out with his right hand.
An energy palm print immediately flew forth. Qin Fengming's palm print, however, was accompanied by a rising howl. Vast Vital Energy and Power rapidly gathered, and the palm print solidified into something resembling a gigantic mountain, crashing toward the opponent's illusory palm print.
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