The instant Qin Fengming brought out the Yin-Yang Two Forms Plate, Elder Li, who stood within the demonic mist, noticed it as well.
Facing the immense might revealed by the Yin-Yang Two Forms Plate, Elder Li, hidden within the demonic mist, could not help but be startled.
The young cultivator across from him possessed one ancient treasure after another, each with astonishing power. If he had not possessed a savage ancient corpse, then when the dozen or so bands of light shot out from that wine-cup ancient treasure just now, even he knew in his heart that whether he could block them would have been a toss-up.
Now, his opponent had actually brought out another disc-shaped magic treasure. The pressure revealed by this disc-shaped magic treasure was in no way weaker than that of the wine-cup treasure.
At this point, the joy in Elder Li's heart had completely transformed. At first, he had thought he could capture the young cultivator who had just entered the Core Formation realm without the slightest effort, then seize his magic treasures and stuff them into his own bosom.
But after that exchange of blows, the methods revealed by his opponent had completely sobered him.
The young man across from him truly deserved to be the young master of Manghuang Mountain. Ancient treasures emerged from him one after another. At this point, if he wanted to rely on the advantage of his magic treasures to kill his opponent with a thunderous strike, even Elder Li, a Peak Core Formation cultivator, no longer dared harbor such hopes.
At present, whether he could remain undefeated under the combined assault of several ancient treasures was already enough to make him feel somewhat lacking in confidence.
Just as Elder Li's heart began to grow somewhat flustered, Qin Fengming's Yin-Yang