"Teleportation Talisman! Did you two juniors think that a short-distance Teleportation Array would let you escape my grasp? What a pipe dream. Since you have been poisoned by my toxin, even if you do not die, you will not be able to purge it and break free in a short time. I shall see exactly where you stop."
Amid a thunderous shout, a huge palm seal slammed forth. The hundreds of Qinglin Sword Qi that Qin Fengming had instantly summoned were dispersed with a single strike.
Looking at the spatial aura billowing from two locations more than a thousand zhang away, Ancestor Bingzhe's expression immediately turned ferocious.
Ancestor Bingzhe had advanced to Mahayana for hundreds of thousands of years, yet he had never suffered such a setback. Facing two juniors at the Profound Tier stage, not only had he been ambushed by them, but they had even calmly summoned Teleportation Talismans and escaped right under his nose.
Such an experience was absolutely one of the darkest blemishes in Ancestor Bingzhe's cultivation career.
Previously, whenever he battled existences of the same rank, Ancestor Bingzhe had always been able to anticipate his enemies' moves. But this time, facing the Profound Tier Qin Fengming, he had suddenly developed the feeling that he was being restrained at every turn.
Not only had the other party remained unaffected by his frigid spells, he had instead gone against the Dao, flying straight toward him.
Ancestor Bingzhe had truly never encountered such a reckless Profound Tier cultivator before. The other party was not only bold, but his soul sound-wave assault had also been razor-sharp. Even he, a Mahayana cultivator, had fallen victim to it.
Although the moment had been extremely brief, the danger within it had still left Ancestor Bingzhe shaken to the core.
However, Ancestor Bingzhe