Qin Fengming slowly raised his head, clasped his fists toward Immortal Yun Ling, and sincerely bowed in thanks. "Thank you for informing me, Senior Immortal Fairy. I have learned much."
Qin Fengming's mind was clear at that moment. Before him seemed to lie an incomparably lucid, empty expanse where his thoughts could roam freely.
He finally gained a rough understanding of the strength of Mahayana cultivators above equivalent realms such as the Spirit Realm.
Mahayana Existence had originally been an exalted presence that Qin Fengming could only look up to. Before a Mahayana, he had seemed exceedingly insignificant.
But now, even though his own strength was inferior to a Mahayana's, he no longer felt that way.
A Mahayana could rouse the power of Law's artistic conception and use it to suppress lower-level cultivators. Yet in Qin Fengming's eyes, this was no longer so mysterious and irresistible.
Those top-tier Mahayana cultivators were indeed powerful, but the power of Law's artistic conception was merely an auxiliary ability. It was not enough, by itself, to kill someone of the same cultivation level.
There was no great difference between this and battles among Divine Connection and Profound Spirit realm cultivators. To kill someone of the same level, one still needed powerful magic treasures and terrifying secret arts and divine abilities.
Recalling the battles he had witnessed among Mahayana cultivators, Qin Fengming confirmed the truth of the woman before him.
He had experienced quite a few battles between same-level cultivators in which Mahayana cultivators had taken action, yet very few people had been willing to use the power of Law's artistic conception to attack one another.
Apart from when Feng Ying intercepted Fairy Lan and the two of them had displayed the power of Law's artistic conception, the other Mahayana battles had truly involved almost