"You junior are truly arrogant. This is only an appetizer. Next, I'll let you know what despair is."
Ancestor Jiao Wei's eyes bulged with rage. He glared furiously at Qin Fengming, his aura surging throughout his body as he stood in the void like a heavenly demon.
After Qin Fengming repeatedly dismantled his attacks, Ancestor Jiao Wei, the number one person in the Spirit Realm, felt his face burn. His anger toward Qin Fengming surged in an instant.
From the various pieces of information he had gathered, Ancestor Jiao Wei knew that fighting Qin Fengming certainly would not be as easy as chopping vegetables when battling an ordinary Mahayana cultivator. He had long been prepared for a hard-fought clash with Qin Fengming. Yet only after truly exchanging blows did Jiao Wei fully grasp the depth of Qin Fengming's strength. Whether in physical body or the density of his magic power and energy, Qin Fengming was already not the slightest bit inferior to him.
This forced Ancestor Jiao Wei to reassess the opponent standing before him.
Facing Ancestor Jiao Wei's chilling words, Qin Fengming was not afraid in the slightest. "Make this Qin despair? You're far too self-important. Today, this Qin will let you attack first. I'd like to see what you can use to make this Qin despair."
Jiao Wei's gaze was sinister. Ignoring Qin Fengming's verbal provocation, he suddenly thrust both hands toward the void and grabbed. A dazzling violet light abruptly appeared in the air, like a purple sun suddenly rising, making it impossible to look directly at.
Qin Fengming narrowed his eyes slightly, and a soft snort followed. "A Chaos material? This Qin has one too."
The object in Ancestor Jiao Wei's hands was a huge purple-black halberd. Violet light flickered across it as a terrifying, vast