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The West Fiend Hall of the True Ghost Realm had never been on good terms with Qin Fengming. The two sides had long been at odds.
Back then, at the Pill Emperor Pavilion, Venerable Gu Huo of the West Fiend Hall had joined forces with several other Mahayana cultivators in an attempt to harm Qin Fengming. Later, Qing Ye of the West Fiend Hall had allied with three others from Youjia Lake and Dry Soul Hall, seeking out Qin Fengming to pressure him, only to be humiliated by him instead.
Because of what had happened before, Qin Fengming had an extremely poor impression of the West Fiend Hall. Now, Saint Ancestor Luo Zhe's manner clearly showed hostility toward him as well, so Qin Fengming had already placed him among his enemies.
Qin Fengming would never show mercy to an enemy.
Looking at Saint Ancestor Luo Zhe, Qin Fengming said no more. He merely waved at him and uttered a single word: "Please!"
A battle between divine souls was actually a contest of essence souls empowering divine-soul techniques and soul treasures. The physical body naturally could not participate. Qin Fengming and Saint Ancestor Luo Zhe each sat cross-legged atop a mountain peak, facing each other from afar.
The two stared at one another, their gazes cold and grim, like four sword blades weaving against each other.
Before the battle had even begun, cold killing intent was already surging above the two mountain peaks, like a vast ocean churning and heaving. The void seemed to be twisted and kneaded by an invisible force. A gale suddenly rose, towering trees swayed, and grass and leaves whipped through the air.
Everyone saw clearly that the killing intent released by Qin Fengming was actually clashing with Saint Ancestor Luo Zhe's Killing Intent, neither side