Pfft! Pfft!
Two faint, deeply muffled sounds rang out as the two black spikes struck Qin Hao squarely in the chest, flying straight yet seemingly weightless.
Struck by the two spikes, Qin Hao felt only a slight sting in his chest, and nothing more. With the strength of his current divine body, these two black spikes could not breach its defenses at all.
However...
Just as Yan Zijun had said, the black spikes primarily attacked the soul, and their physical attacks were weak. The instant they struck Qin Hao, he felt a stabbing pain in his divine soul.
It was as though two incredibly sharp thorns had plunged viciously into the divine soul within his mind. The pain was excruciating, utterly unbearable.
"Get out!"
Anyone else with two such thorns piercing their divine soul would have been in agony, even if their soul escaped serious injury. Qin Hao also felt searing pain, but his expression did not change in the slightest. With a thought, in the next instant...
Pfft! Pfft!
The two thorns that had just pierced his divine soul were forcibly expelled from it. Not only that, his divine soul formed a small sword that attacked the spikes, destroying them in an instant.
Attacks from the Heavenly Abyss Sword could not destroy the two black spikes.
Yet the small sword formed from divine soul power shattered them with ease.
"Sure enough, they attacked the soul. But... these black spikes barely affected my divine soul."
Qin Hao shook his head slightly. His divine soul was terrifyingly strong, already on par with that of a Heaven and Earth True God. Yan Zijun wanted to destroy his divine soul with two black spikes.
That was utterly impossible.
"Die, die! Qin Hao, you dared offend me, Yan Zijun! This day next year will