"Wasn't that old fellow Ximen Lingzhong guarding the grand formation?"
"Why are there still so many Ghost Corpse Slaves?"
Qin Shaofeng could not help but curse aloud almost at the same time.
He had long since developed his own set of methods for dealing with Ghost Corpse Slaves.
Yet now, with three Divine Star Position powerhouses hunting him down, he had been cursing his own lack of speed all along the way. Why would he ever think he was too fast?
But trapped within this small world, he could only flee through endless slaughter.
The dense numerical advantage of the Ghost Corpse Slaves now revealed itself.
The first slash flew out.
Qin Shaofeng still intended to strike with all his strength and carve his way out as quickly as possible.
The moment his blade moved, he went all out.
The full eruption of a Divine Star Position cultivation immediately sent Qin Shaofeng into wild delight.
When he had first obtained battle intent, he had indeed been able to sense that it brought him considerable benefits.
Only after entering the Divine Star Position did he finally understand.
Battle intent was a miraculous existence beyond description.
Even with his current considerable cultivation, he could only wield a tiny fraction of battle intent's abilities.
Yet when this ability was unleashed, not only did his combat strength surge tremendously, but it also seemed to faintly suppress his opponents.
What he faced now were Ghost Corpse Slaves, creatures without intelligence.
He believed that against humans, the power it could unleash would be even more terrifying.
His blade cleaved outward.
Battle intent seemed to transform into another wondrous existence upon the blade.
Its state appeared similar to blade qi.
Yet he could clearly recognize that the battle intent in this state was the same as when