"Old bastard, you talk too much. Do you think this Qin has already unleashed his strongest means? The reason this Qin wanted to fight you was to test just how powerful the top Mahayana cultivator in the Spirit Realm truly is, and to put his own strength to the test. Use whatever means you have. This Qin will take them all."
Qin Fengming's words rang out in a calm voice, without the slightest hint of apprehension or hesitation.
"Sharp-tongued brat. Now I'll show you what the strongest attack is." Ancestor Jiao Wei was furious. He had utterly failed to gain the upper hand verbally.
Qin Fengming's spirit was highly focused. Although his words had sounded unconcerned, he had long since grown vigilant. An attack more powerful than the blade-light attack—this clearly was not something Ancestor Jiao Wei had said casually. The attack that followed would certainly be incomparably powerful and terrifying.
The blade lights vanished. Silver radiance suddenly flickered all around Ancestor Jiao Wei, formed from countless blade lights that had gathered without being unleashed. Vast sound waves swept over them, immediately causing the blade lights to sway and surge, yet they could not destroy them.
Qin Fengming withdrew the Void Sound Origin Spirit Pattern and stared at Ancestor Jiao Wei in the distance, his body wrapped in glittering silver light, while thoughts raced through his mind.
He truly could not imagine what means could be even more terrifying than an attack from a talisman seal empowered by an Origin Spirit Pattern.
The Primordial Profound Treasure could not be used here, so this certainly was not a bombardment of Primordial Power. It was not the might of a profound treasure containing the power of laws, either. What could it be?
Suddenly, Qin Fengming's heart jolted violently as a thought surfaced