"You bastard, go die! Aaaah!"
The Ghost Corpse Slave braced himself head-on once again.
Just as Qin Shaofeng had said, it had not yet fully taken form, and its combat strength was truly somewhat too weak.
If Qin Shaofeng had only possessed one attack, it would have been easy for it to withstand.
But alas!
Qin Shaofeng had unleashed an almost ultimate burst.
In merely three moves, he had exhausted all five hundred units of blood essence.
Such an eruption was something even the Scorpion Old Ancestor and Purple Guard Old Ancestor would not have dared imagine.
After all, when their cultivation had reached the Divine Star Position, they had possessed only a hundred units of blood essence.
Yet Qin Shaofeng had erupted just like that.
It would have been strange if his attacks lacked power.
If Qin Shaofeng's initial attacks had merely been comparable to those of a Divine Star Position expert—
Then every hand seal he formed now carried true Divine Star Position battle power.
Each time the Ghost Corpse Slave received one head-on, it let out a miserable shriek, and a cloud of black mist burst from its body.
The Ghost Corpse Slave was indeed powerful.
But at present, it was only extremely close to the Divine Star Position. Against a Divine Star Position expert without overly tyrannical martial skills, it might still have had the power to fight.
Yet faced with Qin Shaofeng's successive attacks, each one consisting of twelve hand seals, it truly could not bear it any longer.
After another round of resistance, more than half the black mist on its body had already dispersed.
In contrast, Qin Shaofeng's face had gone pale as paper.
It seemed as though he had been completely drained dry. Even if no one killed him, without exceptional recuperation,