Qi Gu's human form appeared, with a bloody patch across his back.
Qin Fengming silently counted his blessings. Qi Gu's physical body was simply too tough, especially his individual feathers, which were as hard as spearheads and blade edges. Even when Qin Fengming fully activated the Treasure Refining Ghost Arts and attacked with his fist seals, he could not break through that defense. Whenever he was struck by his opponent's feathers, the ice crystals covering his body would be left with mark after mark before shattering.
If Jun Yan had not seen Qin Fengming in dire straits and, despite sustaining injuries, activated that strange aura once more to suddenly suppress Qi Gu, Qin Fengming would not have been able to climb onto the back of the eagle, much less approach the eagle's body after it had recovered its true form.
Killing Qi Gu was something Qin Fengming really could have done this time. As long as he went all out, Qin Fengming, who had already stopped on the eagle's back, would certainly have succeeded.
However, in front of so many cultivators, he truly could not bring himself to strike the killing blow.
Qin Fengming was ultimately not a Mahayana cultivator and could not yet act without restraint. Being able to borrow Jun Yan's strength to overpower Qi Gu this time was already an excellent result.
"I never thought your physical body would be so tough. Even after transforming into my true form, this old man still couldn't do anything to you. Very well. Although I failed to complete Fellow Daoist Jiao Wei's request, I did ultimately give it my all."
Qi Gu looked toward Qin Fengming. The sharp light in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a complicated expression.
He said no more. After finishing his words, he clasped his