"How dare you ambush us!" Qin Fengming roared when he suddenly saw the unforeseen change. As the soul energy within him surged wildly, the Treasure Refining Ghost Art, which had long since been activated, immediately struck out.
As mist billowed into existence, a fist-shaped shadow appeared with it. It solidified in an instant and shot toward Ancestor Gu Peng, who had just attacked and hurled Crimson Demon Ancestor and Immortal Fairy Lin away.
By now, how could Qin Fengming fail to understand that Ancestor Gu Peng intended to use them as cannon fodder to block that vicious beast while he fled into the distance aboard the wooden boat?
Although Ancestor Gu Peng might not have intended to throw him off the wooden boat as well, Qin Fengming would never passively accept his arrangements, much less plot with such a vicious and ruthless person.
The two sides had originally been only a few yards apart. Qin Fengming's strike, fueled by hatred, was naturally even swifter.
Although Qin Fengming had been unable to fully drive the Treasure Refining Ghost Art during that hasty moment, the fist shadow he unleashed still contained incomparably terrifying power.
At that moment, after successively using his arts to forcefully hurl Shen Tu, Crimson Demon Ancestor, and Immortal Fairy Lin away, Ancestor Gu Peng had never imagined that Qin Fengming would decisively attack him from such close range. By the time he tried to dodge, it was already too late.
Ancestor Gu Peng felt a terrifying aura of soul confinement descend upon him, while a powerful, raging force suddenly enveloped his body. His back abruptly turned icy cold, and a sense of danger immediately spread throughout him.
Whether he tried to dodge or unleash an attack to defend himself, it was already completely impossible. He could only roar,