"Could it be a Nascent Soul Ancestor?!"
The burly man's expression changed drastically. His legs went weak, and he nearly knelt to beg for mercy.
If he wasn't a Nascent Soul old monster, how could he have concealed every trace of himself from them?
"Don't panic. If he were a Nascent Soul Ancestor, you and I would already be dead. Perhaps it's merely an exquisite concealment technique, or he's relying on some treasure or secret talisman to play tricks nearby!"
Light flashed repeatedly in Wei Qingfeng's eyes. He actually cast several Spiritual Eye Techniques in succession, yet still couldn't detect the newcomer's whereabouts. His expression hardened, and he struck his chest with a fist.
He opened his mouth and spat. Amid a streak of azure light, an ancient blue oil-paper umbrella unfolded. Strands of azure spiritual power transformed into pine needles and came crashing down like raindrops.
Clearly, if the newcomer had used some marvelous escape technique or talisman, he would reveal his true location under this indiscriminate, wide-ranging attack.
Unfortunately, Wei Qingfeng was disappointed to discover that beneath the cover of his "Green Pine Umbrella," there was not the slightest abnormality within several miles.
"Not bad, not bad... You have determination, and your decisiveness isn't bad either."
Fang Xi's voice rang out. Then, within the empty air, a crystalline thread emerged.
Pfft!
The thread looked crystal clear, but in reality it was almost impossible to perceive. It passed straight through the azure whirlwind and landed on Wei Qingfeng.
Pfft!
Wei Qingfeng's expression changed at once. He spat out a mouthful of blood essence and even felt the Core Formation he had painstakingly cultivated for a century sever its connection with him. His spiritual power and divine sense, usually as obedient as his own arm, both fell utterly silent. He