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Were they not dreaming?
Wu Mojian was drenched in cold sweat, realizing he had just considered taking action against such a being. Was he seeking death?
The others from Zhen Mo Wei were no better off, their legs trembling and faces pale. Fortunately, they were crouched on the ground; otherwise, they surely would have been unable to stand.
It was not that they lacked courage; it was simply that the existence capable of instantaneously killing a Ghost King was something they had only heard of in legends. Each one was a terrifying Great Demon King, a force capable of annihilating cities and nations.
Li Liang's pupils shrank to pinpricks, his heart filled with dread. When had such a Great Demon King appeared again? Da Li was in danger.
Qin Feng struggled to digest the presence of two Ghost Kings, feeling somewhat overwhelmed. The Sha Qi emanating from Black Snake grew increasingly dense, its serpent eyes deep and unfathomable.
Suddenly, a crimson mist erupted from Black Snake, startling Qin Feng. What was this?
He quickly focused his consciousness and realized that he could control the mist. With a slight shift of thought, the red Sha Qi rapidly condensed into a sphere, then abruptly transformed into a red longsword.
Qin Feng blinked his serpent-like eyes, an incredible thought crossing his mind. Could it be...?
The Red Longsword shot forth, instantly cleaving a tree a hundred meters away in two before reversing direction.
Qin Feng was ecstatic. Wow! A Flying Sword! As someone who dreamed of cultivating immortality, how could he not have fantasized about being a sword immortal? Was this dream finally coming true?
However, Qin Feng was not an ordinary person; he quickly calmed down. The longsword morphed rapidly in mid-air—turning into various forms like spears, halberds, tables, and chairs—anything Qin Feng could imagine could be manifested from this mass of Sha Qi.
He had not anticipated that Sha Qi could function this way. If he had possessed such abilities earlier, who could have harmed him?
But previously, there hadn't been so many monsters for him to slay.
Qin Feng also recognized a drawback: the range was limited; the Flying Sword could only operate within about one hundred fifty meters. This might be related to his spiritual awareness since Black Snake was still too weak at present.
Moreover, the Sha Qi was not dense enough; it seemed only capable of dealing with shape-shifting monsters. Against Golden Core Stage demons, it lacked lethality.
Yet he was not worried; with stronger Sha Qi, it would serve as a long-lasting weapon.
Don't be fooled by the fact that two Ghost Kings were taken down in an instant; it was merely a sneak attack while they were caught off guard by Long Wei. If it came to a real fight, although victory was possible, it wouldn't be that simple.
Qin Feng was enjoying himself here, but Li Liang and the others were terrified. They could handle the snake demon, but what about the Flying Sword?
It was still Sha Qi's form of the Flying Sword. Just how terrifying was this Great Demon?
Li Liang had completely lost hope; they were doomed. He never doubted that demons would show mercy; after all, demons are inherently evil.
Qin Feng, still savoring the moment, collected Sha Qi, adding another tool to his arsenal, which lifted his spirits.
At that moment, he remembered Li Liang and the others lying on the ground.
The Black Snake flew in front of Li Liang, who had now sat up, clutching his chest and looking at Qin Feng with indifference. Was he going to kill them?
Qin Feng glanced at Li Liang oddly. The Black Snake opened its mouth, and a mysterious light shot out, disappearing into Li Liang's body in the blink of an eye.
Li Liang closed his eyes. Was he really going to die now?
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