However, when that figure pounced toward Qin Fengming, it suddenly split into two in midair. One figure pounced at Qin Fengming, while the other lunged toward Saintly Venerable Shiyou, who was not far from him.
The sudden change came without warning. No one had expected that among them there would actually be a cultivator from Zou Rui's side.
A shrill howl suddenly rang out. Old Demon Qinghong, who had flown to within several dozen meters of Qin Fengming, erupted with sprays of blood. His rapidly flying body abruptly halted, then began falling toward the ground.
A beast's roar suddenly rang out. The scaled beast, which had stopped beside the enormous dragon body, opened its mouth and swallowed the falling figure whole.
With a muffled grunt, a mass of blood sprayed from the giant beast's mouth.
At the same time, Saintly Venerable Shiyou let out a furious shout. His right hand turned over, and a sharp claw suddenly emerged from beneath his ribs. As a terrifying aura swept out, the claw pierced straight through that figure.
Several sharp flashes of blade light appeared from the claw and rapidly slashed around that figure. Before even the Profound Soul spiritual body could manifest, the cultivator's body had been utterly annihilated.
The figure that had attacked Saintly Venerable Shiyou was actually Ancestor Yi Bo, whom Old Demon Qinghong had captured.
Old Demon Qinghong was immensely powerful, no weaker than Holy Lord Nie Po. He had never imagined that his painstakingly planned joint attack by the two men would fail to touch even Qin Fengming's or Saintly Venerable Shiyou's robes before he was suddenly caught in the sound waves of Qin Fengming's Startled Soul Whisper.
Along with the sweep of Startled Soul Whisper, a strange mass of energy that instantly made both men fall into