Heaven and Earth heaved. Massive boulders tumbled, and the trees for several li around were swept clean away by the impact of that terrifying energy. In an instant, the world turned dim and chaotic, revealing a scene of utter annihilation.
The chaotic Heaven and Earth energy rapidly receded, and Qin Fengming's figure appeared halfway up a mountain peak. His aura surged around him, Immortal Spirit Energy as vast as an ocean billowing at his side, making the armor he wore snap and flutter.
He looked sharply toward the distant sky, where the Cui-surnamed middle-aged man hovered in midair.
The two stared at each other, and neither immediately attacked again.
"You are not bad. You have advanced into the Immortal realm for less than a hundred years, yet you were able to take one strike of this old man's secret art. You are already far beyond ordinary Immortal-realm cultivators. No wonder you dared to say you would challenge any cultivator of the same rank."
The middle-aged man's imposing aura faded. With a flicker of his form, he actually withdrew.
"Brother Ji Qing, Cui cannot defeat this child." The middle-aged man stopped beside Ji Qing, his expression neither pleased nor disturbed.
Clearly, he no longer intended to attack.
"Many thanks for taking action, Brother Cui. Leave what comes next to Ji Qing." Ji Qing did not blame him. Instead, he cupped a fist toward the middle-aged man, then flashed forward and directly faced Qin Fengming.
"I did not expect a human cultivator who advanced into the Immortal realm only a few years ago to have grown to such a level. They all say the human race is a race blessed by Heaven's favor; seeing it now, that truly is not wrong in the slightest. Brother Cui has already tested your physical body