Elsewhere, at Qin Shaofeng's residence, Qin Shaofeng's face was somewhat pale.
"Fuck, just as expected—the consequences of forcibly activating my divine consciousness are still rather severe!"
Qin Shaofeng felt somewhat helpless.
He had indeed used his aura to directly force that Emperor-tier Spirit Master back.
But in truth, he was merely a paper tiger.
When Hu Feizhong had arrived, Qin Shaofeng had already sensed his aura.
Then, Qin Shaofeng realized that he had somewhat misjudged the strength of an Emperor-tier Spirit Master.
That was right. He was indeed confident that he could defeat, or even kill, Hu Feizhong.
But accomplishing that was not something that could be done in a short time.
And once the battle dragged on, the damage to Qin would become exceedingly severe.
Qin Shaofeng did not want the Qin he had painstakingly built to fall into lifeless silence because of a single battle.
Thus, he had intended to use his divine consciousness to force the other party away.
Qin Shaofeng had long discovered that, because this Spirit Dao World focused on Spirit Arts, it had not developed much in the direction of divine consciousness cultivation.
At most, divine consciousness was cultivated as Mental Power, a supplementary cultivation method for Spirit Arts.
This resulted in almost none of the divine consciousness attacks in the Spirit Dao World.
Only after reaching Emperor-tier, or an even higher realm, could one unleash attacks of special mental force.
Or rather, soul attacks.
Moreover, ordinary soul attacks carried sufficient might.
Their precise strength was based on the Spirit Master's realm.
Therefore, in Hu Feizhong's eyes, Qin Shaofeng, who had erupted with such a powerful and imposing aura, was a terrifying existence.
But in reality, this had merely been achieved through Qin Shaofeng's clever use of divine consciousness.
Of course, since he had