Since these two had summoned dozens of Profound Tier cultivators to search for him, they clearly had not meant well. Qin Fengming showed no mercy toward such vicious schemers; if he could kill them, he certainly would not hold back.
From the very beginning, without asking about their origins, he had already made up his mind to kill them with all his might.
The Three Realms would soon descend into chaos, but Qin Fengming did not know what things would look like then. Still, he knew one thing: he had offended quite a few great experts of the Three Realms. If those harboring ill intentions took action against him when the time came, he would certainly be in grave danger.
If they targeted only him, Qin Fengming would not fear them. But if they targeted Manghuang Sect, that was not something he could easily resolve.
Rather than leave behind a source of future trouble, it was better to snuff it out while he had the chance.
Because of these concerns, Qin Fengming had shown no mercy this time. He sent out vast amounts of Heavenly Tribulation Lightning, and in an instant, the area where the old man stood was submerged.
Qin Fengming's figure flickered as he wrapped himself in bolts of thick lightning and escaped the shroud of explosive lightning energy.
Lowering his head, Qin Fengming carefully sensed the rippling light around him, and disappointment flickered in his eyes. The Spirit Pattern of the Pure Spirit Art, which could resist the fusion-sealing energy, could not block out the terrifying explosive energy and raging lightning. Although it did offer some resistance, it was far inferior to the Spirit Devouring Netherflame and the Ice Tyrant Art when it came to withstanding the explosive force.
Qin Fengming had tested it before. The Spirit