Soul Severing

Before the diminutive old man could recover from the demonic beast's roar, an incredibly dazzling streak of white light had already shot toward him.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the protective spiritual light before the diminutive old man was shattered by a single blow. The white light flashed, and an object shot into him from the region of his dantian, piercing straight through his body. His entire form immediately collapsed onto the rocky ground.

The intense pain finally jolted the diminutive old man awake from his dazed state.

When he saw the wound in his body, the terror in his heart was far greater than the pain itself. At that moment, he no longer possessed the slightest trace of spiritual power. As he watched the young cultivator slowly approach, the diminutive old man still could not understand how he had fallen into such a state.

"Heh heh, you old fool. How did you find the taste of my Beast Roar Talisman and Sun-Shooting Talisman? You thought a mere Core Formation cultivator like you could take this young master's life? You truly overestimated yourself."

Standing before the diminutive old man, Qin Fengming wore a delighted expression. He chuckled and spoke mockingly.

It turned out that when Qin Fengming saw the old man across from him unleash his natal magic treasure, he knew that if he kept wearing down his opponent with Fire Python Talismans, he would have to lose a huge number of talismans. Having just entered the Sky Flame Mountain Range, losing so many talismans would be disadvantageous to him.

Thinking of this, Qin Fengming raised his hand and successively unleashed the two talismans he had been clutching all along.

One of these two talismans was the Beast Roar Talisman refined from the "Beast Roar Talisman Incantation" Qin Fengming had