"Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame!!"
Lin Zixiao stared at the icy-blue spirit flame in Qin Ming's hand and blurted out in astonishment.
"Who would have thought it? Fellow Daoist Qin truly is a man of extraordinary fortune."
"So it was Fellow Daoist Qin who took the treasures from the other two light barriers in the Cloud Marsh Great Wilderness ruin realm back then."
Qin Ming's Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame had previously devoured the second-grade demonic flame of Lin Zixiao's companion, then fused it with and refined it using his own Foundation Establishment Innate True Fire.
The Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame had now likewise advanced to the upper second grade, only one step away from breaking through to the third grade.
If he and Lin Zixiao settled the score today, perhaps his Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame could advance to the third grade.
As for Lin Zixiao recognizing his Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame at a glance, that too was within Qin Ming's expectations.
After all, Lin Zixiao had obtained the demonic path inheritance within that ruin back then. It surely contained some mention and description of the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame.
"That's right. Didn't Fellow Daoist Lin also obtain that ruin's inheritance right under the noses of several major sects?" Qin Ming said bluntly.
Lin Zixiao's gaze flickered. He had just slain three Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators in rapid succession, and Qin Ming had watched the entire affair without the slightest change in expression. As he stared at Qin Ming, he found he could not see through him at all.
He suddenly recalled that Qin Ming was also the only cultivator, in all his years rampaging through the demonic path, who had nearly put him to death.
He knew full well that Qin Ming was no ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator and could not be measured by common sense.
"These