Qin Fengming's mind was taut. When such a gigantic ancient beast suddenly attacked, he had sensed nothing beforehand. Apart from enduring it head-on, he had no chance to dodge.
It was only because Daoist Huang Xie had reminded him, and the incantation patterns of the Mountain Stomping Foot divine ability had been circulating within Qin Fengming's body all along, that he could unleash the divine ability at the critical instant. Otherwise, if he had waited until he saw the ferocious beast's attack before casting and activating it, it would have been impossible.
Faced with an attack from a prehistoric ancient beast, even among Mahayana cultivators who kept their minds focused and their divine abilities circulating constantly, there were probably only a few in the Three Realms capable of resisting this beast's attack. That kind of physical assault exceeded the limits a cultivator could endure. Just the collision of brute force alone could smash a cultivator's body apart.
Qin Fengming felt a lingering fear. He had still underestimated the terror of the savage beasts in this stretch of sea.
What eased his heart somewhat was that after striking once, the savage beast had actually sunk into the seawater instead of pursuing him.
Turning to look toward the distant collision that had shaken heaven and earth, Qin Fengming did not see the savage beast. He carefully sensed the seawater around him and found no sign of another savage beast rapidly approaching. His expression grew solemn, and for a moment he stood motionless.
The savage beast had not continued its pursuit. While this made Qin Fengming vigilant, he also needed to quickly reconnect the several bones broken within his body.
There was more than one savage beast here. There might even be existences far more terrifying, and Qin Fengming needed to face them