The youth's strength was beyond doubt. However, in Qin Fengming's eyes, he was not truly someone who could not be defeated, much less an overwhelmingly powerful existence capable of killing him.
Therefore, there was even less reason for him to fear the youth.
Yet this struggle was utterly without cause. For Qin Fengming to unleash every means at his disposal and fight the youth before him to the death was something he truly did not want.
Qin Fengming naturally intended to capture the youth before him, but he did not believe the possibility was very high.
Thus, he fixed his gaze on the youth, slightly furrowed his brows, and spoke of calling off the fight.
Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the youth's gaze immediately flickered as well.
The two had fought until now. They appeared to have exchanged only a few blows, but quite some time had already passed. Their last clash had even carried the danger of life and death.
With only these few exchanges, the youth had already confirmed that this young peak Profound Spirit cultivator before him was not comparable to the same-rank cultivators he had fought in the past.
His opponent possessed absolute strength to contend with him, as well as means capable of taking his life.
Although the youth did not fear Qin Fengming, the truth was indeed as his opponent had said: there was truly no reason for the two of them to fight to the death. To battle so fiercely would be more trouble than it was worth.
Hearing Qin Fengming call for an end to the fight, the youth's gaze flickered, and the aura around him slowly subsided.
"You're right. We have no grudge that requires us to fight to the death. In that case, I agree to stop." After a brief hesitation,