At this moment, Qin Fengming's Rune Attainment was already worlds apart from before. The four self-destructing puppets he had painstakingly refined were sealed with Spirit Patterns, most of them Origin Spirit Patterns. The Spirit Pattern energy they contained was vast beyond description, so the power unleashed by their self-destruction was naturally terrifyingly immense.
The reason he had expended such enormous effort and mental energy refining self-destructing puppets for He Xuan was precisely because He Xuan's own strength was not high. The opponents Qin Fengming now faced, however, were all existences comparable to Mahayana cultivators.
When Qin Fengming himself was wounded and unable to hold out, he might have to rely on He Xuan's strength to survive. Without powerful means, how could He Xuan possibly escape with his life?
Back then, Qin Fengming had told He Xuan that even the self-destruction of a single puppet would be enough to make a Mahayana cultivator dare not face its edge directly, forcing them to dodge. Now, without the slightest hesitation, he instantly activated all four puppets to self-destruct. The power that erupted made He Xuan suddenly feel as though he had plunged into an icy abyss.
A gigantic sphere of light, blazing like Lie Yang, shone in the air. The void was torn apart in an instant, crack after crack spreading rapidly as a huge black hole appeared out of thin air. A terrifying gale immediately swept outward.
The several Nether Soul Ghostly Creatures surrounding the puppets were instantly torn apart by the surging explosion. The violent energy swept over them, completely swallowing them within.
The surging mist rapidly descending from above was struck by the sudden explosion shockwave. Waves of shrill howls rang out, like the wailing of the Netherworld Ghost Mansion—ghastly and terrifying.
He Xuan was horrified. He had never expected