Qin Fengming's brows knitted tightly, and the fear in his eyes slowly faded.
The sudden appearance of a strand of Yinluo Holy Lord's divine sense here had made it impossible for Qin Fengming to suppress his fear. He did not know what level of attack this divine-sense body left behind by the Saint Ancestor of the True Ghost Realm could unleash.
Zheng Yiqiu was a late Ghost Lord, yet under a single attack from Yinluo Holy Lord's divine-sense body, one of his arms had been severed with ease. Such a horrifying scene had left everyone present deathly pale.
Yet after seeing the female cultivator's attack, Qin Fengming felt greatly reassured.
To injure Zheng Yiqiu, who had been two or three hundred zhang away, with a single strike—such power had already surpassed the imagination of the other Ghost Realm cultivators. But in Qin Fengming's eyes, that attack had been no more than the full-powered strike of a mid Integration stage cultivator.
If the divine-sense body of Yinluo Holy Lord before him was also being suppressed by this interface's Heaven and Earth laws and could only display the strength of a mid Integration stage cultivator, then Qin Fengming naturally still had a chance of surviving this time.
Qin Fengming's true body had encountered similarly dangerous situations more than once. Thus, in an instant, he steadied his mind once again.
Qin Fengming was also slightly surprised that Zheng Yiqiu had been injured by a single strike.
Logically speaking, at such a distance, Zheng Yiqiu should have been able to evade that attack.
His thoughts raced, and Qin Fengming quickly understood the key point. Zheng Yiqiu had been injured because this was his first time facing a great ability of the Ghost King stage, and he had been insufficiently prepared for the might of