You think you can leave that easily? Qin Fengming sneered inwardly. With a flicker of his figure, he flew after the white-faced cultivator in the direction he had retreated. As he waved his palm, a pitch-black, perfectly round bead shot out in a flash.
In this dangerous place, Qin Fengming absolutely did not have the nerve to leap straight down the mountain peak like that cultivator had.
Seeing the cultivator abandon Shan Yin and the other two and jump down the mountain peak, Qin Fengming immediately brought out the Soul Thunder Bead he had already successfully activated.
He knew that the cultivator possessed a special ability, allowing him to move rapidly through the dense Chaos mist. He seemed even able to fly through it.
Confronted with such a cultivator, Qin Fengming could not kill him quickly with his own secret arts and divine abilities.
Only the Soul Thunder Bead might be able to heavily injure him.
Relying on the lock of his Pure Spirit Divine Eye, Qin Fengming remained within the explosive energy while frantically urging the Soul Thunder Bead with his divine sense. It shot straight toward the cultivator's back.
A roar rang out, immediately reverberating through the dense Chaos mist below.
A vast soul energy swept forth, instantly enveloping the mountain peak that was already being engulfed by the explosive energy.
As his divine sense activated the Soul Thunder Bead, Qin Fengming's figure also rapidly retreated, shooting toward the other side of the mountain peak.
By this point, he could no longer worry about finding Shan Yin and the other two.
Amid the ravages of two waves of explosive energy, the mountaintop had already become a scene of deadly peril. Violent Chaos aura surged, and the Chaos region shrouded in that radiance seemed like a startled beehive. Even