"You know your limits now, brat, don't you? The attacks you're so proud of are like mud and paper before us—completely worthless." Mocking laughter rang out as the giant elephant beast revealed a face full of disdain.
It had to be said that this lion beast was truly powerful. At this moment, Qin Fengming had pushed the Mountain Shaking Palm to its full strength, yet it possessed no power at all before his opponent. Even if he brought out the Chaos spirit treasure, it was hard to say whether he could break through the lion beast's defenses.
Qin Fengming knew that this was not because his strength was far inferior to his opponent's, but because he had yet to truly stabilize his Mahayana stage. As long as he spent time cultivating the Mahayana cultivation method of the Profound Ghost Art and refined the magic power in his body anew, the might of the Mountain Shaking Palm would certainly rise again.
Qin Fengming's figure flickered into the void once more, avoiding the lion beast's second pounce.
"Competing in physical strength? I've never feared anyone. Let's see who's stronger!" His voice rang out from the void, and Qin Fengming appeared in another position.
Qin Fengming's figure flashed into view. A surge of pitch-black mist suddenly billowed forth, and a burst of Buddhist chanting abruptly rang out. The void trembled as oceanic waves of sound swept across it, forcing the enormous lion beast that had pounced forward to halt its movement with a choked stop.
The black mist surged, and within it, a several-hundred-zhang-tall figure appeared and vanished.
"Gagagaga... The brat even knows how to use a manifestation. Lion Da, you don't need to hold back anymore. Release your true body completely and severely injure him as quickly as possible. Plant a soul