Chapter 262: Soul Power Shows Its Might

But just as his figure came to a stop, a huge glazed palm seal, carrying extremely scorching heat, swiftly attacked from his side.

However, Old Man Yingshan relied on his powerful soul perception.

Just before Lin Feng released his combat technique, he had already sensed his presence.

Immediately, he raised his palm, and the battle qi within his body surged forth like a flood covering the sky and earth.

Suddenly, a shout rang out in the sky.

"Earth Tier low-rank combat technique, Profound Shadow Palm!"

As the black mist swirled wildly around him, in the blink of an eye, a black handprint began to rapidly form on his palm.

After the handprint formed, Old Man Yingshan suddenly thrust his arm forward with force.

The thick black battle qi handprint shot straight forward.

"Boom!"

When Zi Yan's soul power swept across the white curtain, an incredulous, hoarse cry of shock suddenly sounded somewhere in the white curtain.

Therefore, as an alchemist, Zi Yan was naturally very interested in Old Man Yingshan's pitifully weak soul power.

The two collided with a boom, and a thunderous explosion rang out.

If earlier I had relied on the influence of an Eight-Star Alchemist to invite the weak to later kill me.

Although Old Man Yingshan is an alchemist, I, who have cultivated the Soul Technique, have long since reached a realm that even very few alchemists must look up to.

Before this soul wave reached him, Old Man Yingshan felt a sudden stabbing pain in his mind, involuntarily let out a muffled sound, and his face turned slightly pale.

Moreover, these charcoals, unable to find peace, were scattered in disarray by the black battle qi that arrived together with the heavenly fire.

The space where Zi Yan and Lin Feng were located was also completely enveloped by it.

"A One-Star Alchemist? How is that possible?"

In an instant, the white mist shooting up into the sky almost covered the entire heavens.

At this moment, I made up my mind that I would definitely let Zi Yan leave this place alive today.

"Old coot, go die!"

Seeing him end up with a strong curiosity about his own secret, Old Man Yingshan's eyes instantly became extremely sharp, and he spoke with a bright face.

The long sword had just flown out when it collided with a tangible hammer and suddenly shattered.

"Hmph."

"Go!"

After the fire wave surging toward the lower forest met the verdant trees, the green color quickly vanished.

"Old coot, the Pavilion Master is also quite interested in the secret of why his soul power has become so weak; today he will obediently turn into a corpse."

"You should be panicking; see if you can find me."

Then again, find out why my soul power has become so weak.

"Heh heh, that senior of his actually dares to covet what is beneath this old man."

After all, this kind of soul power that harms the origin is not good to endure.

Cursing silently, Old Man Yingshan hurriedly activated his cultivation method to circulate his energy rapidly.

This overwhelming soul power coming head-on made me feel as if I were facing a vast little sea.

Before sensing Old Man Yingshan's position, he clenched his palm, and the overwhelming soul power sweeping the heavens instantly condensed into one point.

"Adorable, why is that brat's soul power several times more terrifying than yours, who has cultivated the Soul Technique?"

The surging battle qi fire waves bursting outward in all directions resembled a blooming gorgeous flower bud.

However, Zi Yan would still attend to his mood.

Immediately, the pale white space suddenly rippled with sound; the long sword sliced across the sky, heading down toward that tangible hammer.

However, beneath this beauty lay a terrifying destructive power.

Although soul power is tangible and colored, this pervasive, terrifying pressure filling the sky can truly harm a person.

Therefore, regarding soul power, one is also more sensitive than others.

With a casual wave, his battle qi formed a barrier blocking the scorching heat wave; Old Man Yingshan looked at Lin Feng, whose bone wings were spread behind him, and snorted coldly.

Immediately, the white curtain filling the sky surged, and vast amounts of white battle qi burst forth from within.

Upon discovering Old Man Yingshan's whereabouts, Lin Feng's purple eyes brightened slightly, and he immediately rushed toward his location.

At the same time, he secretly frowned in his heart.

Where the thick dark-white mist spread, even the weak noon sunlight could penetrate it.

The feeble soul power brought about a normally terrifying pressure, spreading like lightning in all directions.

In its place lay the ground covered in black charcoal.

However, after the previous attempt, I also knew the extent to which my soul power attack had reached.

Originally I thought the opponent was an alchemist, with high combat experience, and could be easily slain.

Only lacking the vast soul power, an alchemist could then more delicately control the fire, sense the internal condition of the pill, and ultimately successfully refine the medicinal pill.

Yet I did not expect the power to be discounted to such an extent.

But now it seems that Zi Yan is also not easy to deal with...

With a heavy shout, the ocean-like soul power slowly condensed into a substantial-seeming soul iron hammer, which then heavily struck the place where Old Man Yingshan stood.

Thinking of this, Old Man Yingshan waved his hand, and the white mist that covered the sky and earth surged forth from before him.

And when Zi Yan saw that her soul attack could severely wound Old Man Yingshan, she also showed a hint of disappointment on her face.

After all, soul power is the foundation of an alchemist's survival.

"No wonder you can dominate a region in Heijiaoyu; I underestimated you."

Along the path traveled, the space trembled at every step, and faint fissures of the same color as the background silently spread!

A startling tangible ripple spread slowly, then like water waves it extended across the entire white curtain.

Although I know the effect of fighting qi attacks, they are somewhat less effective against soul power.

Just now, that person's speed, which made my soul hard to perceive, has made me now a bit apprehensive.

Seeing her fighting technique blocked, Zi Yan showed no disappointment; instead, she looked at Old Man Yingshan with considerable interest.

Go!

Zi Yan smiled, comforting the big girl, then this majestic soul power burst forth from her body, like an endless tide, enveloping the entire white curtain.

When the white darkness shrouded the sky, Old Man Yingshan's body seemed to completely merge into the vast white gloom, swiftly disappearing from Qian Ping and another's sight.

But this One-Star Intermediate Alchemist is not even over a hundred years old, while Zi Yan before us is clearly just over seventy!

"Cute, the fighting qi fluctuations outside are too faint; you can even sense this old thing's aura."

When the long sword took shape, a thunderous shout erupted explosively from Old Man Yingshan's mouth.

After all, looking at his expression, if that time he could have left safely.

In an instant, it turned into a huge energy sword twenty‑eight meters long.

Seeing the opponent lose, Lin Feng's face instantly turned somewhat unsightly, and he said happily.

I have only felt this under a One‑Star Alchemist a few years later.

The black and azure fighting qi collided in the air, producing a huge explosion that was deafening.