At that moment, Qin Fengming was both shocked and furious, his heart bleeding at the thought that he had never expected Qing Ancestor to grievously wound He Xuan.
Fortunately, Qingyu had already told him that although He Xuan's physical body had suffered severe injuries, both his sea of consciousness and dantian remained intact, and he had not perished. This put Qin Fengming somewhat at ease.
Seeing Qing Ancestor's condition, Qin Fengming's chest roiled. He had anticipated that Cyan Crystal Star Divine Sand would be able to counter Qing Ancestor's skeletal body, but he had never imagined the effect would be so tremendous.
He had previously been certain that He Xuan's two kinds of poisonous mist would be enough to suppress Qing Ancestor, and the result had indeed borne that out. With poisonous mist filling the hall, Qing Ancestor had not dared to unleash his magical powers and divine abilities to attack.
However, he had underestimated the strength of Qing Ancestor's physical body. Even when he exerted himself to the utmost and unleashed various Physical Body Divine Abilities, he had only barely managed to hold the line, remaining completely passive and taking blow after blow without any chance to strike back.
Only after He Xuan was ambushed did Qin Fengming finally cast aside all restraint and sacrifice Cyan Crystal Star Divine Sand.
This divine sand, which contained Star Power, possessed terrifying powers of tempering artifacts. Yet the amount of magical power and soul energy it consumed during tempering was extraordinarily great.
What Qing Ancestor lacked most at that moment was magical power and soul energy. The poisonous mist he had inhaled could not be expelled, and now the Star Sand was corroding his body as well. It was truly adding frost to snow.
Watching Qing Ancestor dart and flee through the