Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three figures burst from the depths of the Illusory Realm, smashing what remained of it into fragments.
At once.
Three powerful waves of pressure bore down on Fengyang.
"Urgh!"
On the ground, Fengyang's already pale face turned even whiter beneath that pressure. He could not help spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, fear showing on his face.
"Qin Hao, you can't kill me!"
Fengyang's eyes were bloodshot as he growled.
In midair.
Qin Hao looked down at Fengyang without expression.
Before Fengyang, the Three Doppelgangers wore equally cold expressions as they advanced on him together.
"I'm a Disciple of the Dread Soul Sect! If you kill me, the Dread Soul Sect will never let you go!" Fengyang roared.
"The Dread Soul Sect?" Qin Hao shook his head slightly. "Never heard of it."
Fengyang's face stiffened.
The Dread Soul Sect was one of the Soul Race's most powerful sects and held an exalted position throughout the Soul Race.
Its standing was no lower than that of the Human Race's Ten Great Powers. It was even far stronger than the Azure Flame Sect.
Anyone else would have known how terrifying the Dread Soul Sect was. But Qin Hao had only been cultivating for a little over ten years.
The Chaotic Star Sea was also the first place Qin Hao had ventured out to temper himself. He had rarely even encountered Disciples of other sects within the Human Race, let alone the Dread Soul Sect.
"The Dread Soul Sect has countless powerful experts. If you kill me, its Elders will stop at nothing to hunt you down," Fengyang said grimly.
"Oh?" A trace of mockery appeared on Qin Hao's face. "Weren't you telling me to cripple my own Divine Body earlier? Why are you threatening me with the sect behind