At this thought, a trace of helplessness flashed through Qin Shaofeng's eyes. If he were deceived by such illusions, would he not have failed the painstaking efforts of the Ancient Immortal Venerable?
"Blood Shadow Sect Master, you should surrender. Such petty tricks are beneath my notice." Qin Shaofeng stood with his hands behind his back, his tone indifferent.
"Hahahaha! Qin Shaofeng, you are far too naive!" The Blood Shadow Sect Master suddenly threw back his head and laughed wildly, madness written all over his face. "Do you think a mere manifestation of righteous thought can defeat me?"
Before his words had faded, the Black Qi around him surged explosively, forcibly blocking the golden palm seal. Then, the Black Qi transformed into demonic claws that filled the sky and viciously clawed at Qin Shaofeng!
Qin Shaofeng frowned, inwardly realizing that things were bad. This "Blood Shadow Sect Master," projected from his own heart, truly was no easy opponent.
He hurriedly activated the Nine Transformations of the Firmament and tangled with the skyful of demonic claws.
For a time, golden radiance and black mist intertwined as two utterly different powers collided madly in the void.
Though Qin Shaofeng held the upper hand, the enemy's power could not be underestimated.
If he grew careless, he might well suffer grave injuries.
Just as Qin Shaofeng was fully focused, a delicate figure suddenly rushed into the battlefield.
"Junior Sister, retreat!" Qin Shaofeng's face changed drastically, afraid that Qing Daoxun would be hurt.
Yet that lovely figure not only failed to dodge, but instead threw herself directly at Qin Shaofeng and tightly wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Senior Brother, let us die for love here and now! If we do not even possess such resolve, how can we call ourselves Dao Companions?"
Qin Shaofeng froze