"Who would have thought that this junior's physical body could actually withstand Ji Jin head-on without falling far behind? If he had time to pass the Purifying Spirit Heavenly Tribulation and completely purge the aura of the lower realm from his magic power, his physical body would be tempered and become even stronger. By then, even Ji Jin would no longer be his match."
The illusory figure had initially paid no attention to the two juniors' battle. But as the fight continued, it finally piqued his interest, and he began murmuring aloud.
"Father, do you think Brother Ji will lose?" The girl stared intently at the two combatants. When she saw that her Brother Ji was occasionally knocked two steps backward by his opponent, anxiety immediately filled her heart.
"Little sister, don't worry. Senior Brother Ji has the initiative firmly in hand. He won't lose."
Before the illusory figure could speak, Ye Shuang blurted out her reply. She held Senior Brother Ji in extremely high regard and simply could not believe that a barbarian cultivator who had only just ascended to the upper realm could defeat the Senior Brother Ji in her heart.
"If nothing unexpected happens, Ji Jin will naturally win. However..." The illusory figure spoke in agreement with Ye Shuang, but his words took a turn at the end.
"Father, however what?" the girl asked anxiously.
"If that boy doesn't resort to underhanded tricks, Ji Jin will naturally win. But that boy seems to have been constantly casting Spirit Patterns. I just don't know what those Spirit Patterns are for. They don't look like formation Spirit Patterns."
The illusory figure sensed things clearly. He had noticed that Qin Fengming was exchanging blows with Ji Jin while casting Spirit Patterns one after another.
Those Spirit Patterns were exceedingly strange.