"It turned out to be this simple. Martial arts... were this simple. I was such a fool before. Hahaha..."
Qin Shaofeng's voice echoed without end, allowing Gusu Hanxing and the others, who were not far away, to hear him clearly.
Everyone wore a stunned expression.
What madness was Qin Shaofeng up to?
He was fighting so many Bloody Soul Prisoners at the Endless Realm level, yet he could still laugh. Wasn't he afraid that one careless mistake would get him killed by a Bloody Soul Prisoner?
Everyone was utterly baffled.
Qin Shaofeng had no intention of giving anyone an answer.
Amid his booming laughter, he charged toward the Bloody Soul Prisoner bound tightly by chains ahead.
As the sword light in his hand flashed, the Bloody Soul Prisoner's head was already separated from its body.
Qin Shaofeng's fighting style was so simple, yet its results were so tyrannical. If not for the cover of the Hundred Ghosts Fog, anyone who witnessed it would likely have their jaws drop.
If they had not seen it with their own eyes, who would dare imagine that killing Bloody Soul Prisoners could be this easy?
Even if that Bloody Soul Prisoner had put up no resistance, this was still something that should never have happened.
"Wonderful! Wonderful! Hahaha..."
Qin Shaofeng's laughter came one after another, while the movements of his figure became incomparably swift.
The eight Bloody Soul Prisoners before him, though killed one after another, all became ghosts beneath Qin Shaofeng's sword in what seemed like the blink of an eye.
Although the Bloody Soul Prisoners had fallen, the energy at their true cores was still forcibly absorbed by the Yellow Springs Road.
Having truly understood the changes within himself, Qin Shaofeng had no mood to examine that in the slightest.
Right now,