Wang Fujun was exactly like that. Qin Shaofeng's divine sense had utterly crushed and completely suppressed him.
Such an absolute gap filled Wang Fujun's heart with a trace of despair.
"Wait, I..."
In his despairing panic, Wang Fujun recognized reality and prepared to beg for mercy.
But unfortunately, it was already too late.
Qin Shaofeng had no intention of listening to his pleas. His divine sense surged forth, erupting as it slammed directly into Wang Fujun's mind and even his soul.
Qin Shaofeng began searching Wang Fujun's soul.
Wang Fujun's soul was rather powerful. Even under such a violent soul search, it actually managed to hold on for a while.
However, what surprised Qin Shaofeng was that, under such circumstances, Wang Fujun actually regained clarity for an instant.
"Searching my soul? In your dreams!"
Wang Fujun's soul roared in fury, then suddenly exploded.
He had actually detonated his own soul!
Qin Shaofeng's expression changed slightly as he instantly retreated.
At the same time, powerful divine sense surged out. Borrowing the power of the Zhou Tian Hun Yuan Formation, he shrank that small space countless times in an instant, reducing it to only several cubic meters.
At the same time, the force of Wang Fujun's soul self-destruction erupted completely.
But because Qin Shaofeng had reacted quickly, Wang Fujun's sudden self-destruction did not cause him any harm.
Although the power Wang Fujun unleashed in his self-destruction was extremely formidable, enough to completely kill an expert at the sixth or seventh stage of the Spirit God realm.
It still failed to blast apart that small space, at most causing countless cracks to appear within it.
Yet under Qin Shaofeng's timely repairs, the small space never burst open.
"Interesting. He actually managed to break free from the power of my soul search under those