"Bold!"
The man in brocade robes widened his eyes and roared in fury and shock.
In an instant, a streak of golden light shot from his mouth, blazing with utmost yang and unyielding force, rippling with an immensely powerful pressure.
At the same time, he tapped the ground and retreated at top speed.
The man before him was merely in the Spring Gushing Realm, yet the might he unleashed made his heart pound in terror. He did not dare meet him head-on.
Bang!
The golden streak struck Qin He and instantly dispersed without a trace.
Yet Qin He remained completely unharmed.
It was not because Qin He's physical body was powerful enough, but because that strike carried the might of Merit.
Qin He had to be cautious about other things, but Merit?
Sorry, compared to him, the man in brocade robes was truly too weak.
With a single strike, the man in brocade robes had fallen into a disadvantage. The crimson glow did not stop Qin He at all; instead, he closed in.
"You are not a False God from the Lower Realm. Who exactly are you?" The man in brocade robes' expression finally changed as he inwardly cried that he had run into a ruthless opponent.
As an Earth God of the Upper Realm, though he was one of the lowest-ranking gods, he was still entitled to receive Merit.
There was not much of it, but it was still an exceedingly rare treasure.
Merit was also fortune. It could aid cultivation, attack and defend at critical moments, and was an especially potent weapon against Demonic Creatures and Ghosts or Supernatural Incidents.
That mouthful of meritorious might had nearly exhausted more than half of the man in brocade robes' Merit.
If it had not been for driving back an enemy