Old Monster Mo Yu was stunned!
After nearly a month of being besieged by countless terrifying spectral souls and ghosts, and fighting desperately without pause, this human cultivator whose essence energy had been utterly exhausted should have been completely wiped out by that terrifying soul energy that had suddenly appeared.
Yet at this moment, Old Devil Mo Yu saw a cultivator suspended high in the air whose condition seemed far better than his own.
Whether it was his mental state or the dense energy fluctuations around him, everything showed that the young cultivator hovering in midair had not only avoided death, but that his physical condition remained perfectly intact.
It seemed that the month of slaughter had barely consumed any of his energy or his own magic power.
"That old bastard is still alive and kicking, so how could anything happen to your young master? You've been attacking for so long. Now, it is this Qin's turn to act. Let's see how many blows you can withstand from this Qin."
Qin Fengming smiled faintly. A meaning unknown to others suddenly surfaced on his face—a strange smile, as if the mirth were being forcibly suppressed by him, yet could not be suppressed.
Old Monster Mo Yu did not know. The two groups of cultivators standing in the distance knew even less.
Qin Fengming, however, was overjoyed in his heart. Jin Shi was fine. Not only was he fine, he had instead obtained unimaginable benefits. As for what they were specifically, Jin Shi did not know, and Qin Fengming had no time to find out.
Yet after enduring countless foreign-domain ghosts and monsters this time, Jin Shi had indeed reached the point where he was about to impact the Mahayana bottleneck. It was only that the final arc of light had abruptly