These cracks were not ordinary spatial fissures.
They were filled with all sorts of peculiar rule forces.
These rule forces could not only tear matter into powder but even rip apart the void itself!
What shocked Qin Feng the most was that these rule forces, under the effect of the spatial cracks, formed dense soul networks that enveloped everything around them.
Qin Feng dared not hesitate for a moment. He quickly activated his soul power, erecting a barrier of soul force around his body!
However, as soon as he erected this soul barrier, the dense spatial cracks instantly tore it apart, causing Qin Feng's face to change drastically.
Yet, by this time, Qin Feng had no time to evade. The spatial cracks surged towards him at breakneck speed!
"Kid, I advise you to surrender obediently. Otherwise, you might truly be buried here today!"
Seeing Qin Feng's pale face, Zhou Yan's eyes flashed with intense excitement, as if he were savoring his prey, waiting for it to fall into his trap.
"Heh heh... Zhou Yan, you underestimate me too much, don't you?"
Qin Feng sneered, his contempt growing with each passing moment.
Zhou Yan let out a cold laugh and said, "Then, let's try my methods."
The next moment, he suddenly flung the dagger in his hand, and sharp arcs spread outwards.
These arcs moved with incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, they reached Qin Feng's surroundings.
Qin Feng's pupils contracted, and a sense of solemnity arose in his heart.
Because he discovered that the attacks from these arcs seemed to possess a peculiar attraction, with each arc directly targeting his vital points.
"Soul Sword!"
Zhou Yan continuously chanted these words, and soul attacks shot out from his palms.
Each of these soul attacks was comparable to the soul power of a peak Innate realm expert!
Furthermore, these soul attacks merged in mid-air, creating a peculiar resonance that instantly pulverized the surrounding spatial cracks!
Qin Feng felt that this resonant force seemed to be tugging at his soul, causing it to tremble violently!
This sensation filled him with an inexplicable sense of danger!
He quickly understood that the resonance of the spatial cracks before him likely originated from that dagger, and the spatial cracks on the dagger were clearly formed by those very fissures!
"Hmph! Petty trick!"
Qin Feng gritted his teeth and snorted angrily. The spiritual energy within his body surged rapidly, and under his control, it transformed into a massive wave that swept towards the soul attacks!
Instantly, the two colossal soul powers collided, stirring up a tempestuous storm that caused the surrounding space to twist violently, as if it were about to explode at any moment!
The area where Qin Feng and Zhou Yan stood was directly swallowed by this soul force!
For a time, only darkness and chaos remained between heaven and earth.
Zhou Yan's pupils were fixed on the two figures engulfed by the spatial cracks, a sinister smile appearing on his face.
Qin Feng let out a low, cold roar. His soul power surged forth like an ocean, completely blocking out the spatial cracks!
"Hmph! Zhou Yan, I'll see who truly has the upper hand!"
Qin Feng sneered, his fists clenched, and his figure vanished from his original position once more.
"What?!"
Disbelief flickered in Zhou Yan's eyes. Immediately after, he saw Qin Feng's figure reappear before him, launching a punch with destructive force, smashing down towards him!
"Spirit Emperor Realm!"
Feeling that immense, overwhelming power, Zhou Yan's eyes widened abruptly. He had never expected this seemingly ordinary fellow to possess such terrifying cultivation!
He dared not delay and immediately unleashed a spiritual technique to resist.
"So what if you're in the Spirit Emperor Realm? I want to see whose strength is superior, yours or mine!"
Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and roared, raising his arm. The long sword was held high, pointing directly at Qin Feng!
"Spirit Emperor First Slash!"
With a raise of the sword, a brilliant, streak-like sword energy was fiercely chopped down towards Qin Feng's head!
This sword contained all of Zhou Yan's spiritual energy. If it struck Qin Feng's head, it would undoubtedly cleave him in two!
Sensing the terrifying power of that sword, Qin Feng's expression shifted slightly, but he showed no fear. Instead, he let out a cold laugh, and a powerful aura surged from within him.
The next moment, behind Qin Feng, a silver-white spear suddenly appeared!
The spear was entirely silver-white, with sharp ridges along the edges of its shaft!
This was the weapon he had just obtained from the Nine Nether Ghost Dragon, named the Nine Nether Silver Flood Dragon Spear!
With a fierce thrust of the spear, it shot towards the sword energy, while Qin Feng himself retreated, landing on a distant mountaintop!
However, as soon as Qin Feng landed, he heard the sound of blood splashing. Immediately after, he saw a deep sword mark etched across his chest!
"What!"
"How... how is this possible!"
Seeing that his sword had pierced Qin Feng, Zhou Yan was utterly horrified and gasped in disbelief!
His longsword was a treasure that could cut through iron like mud, and this single strike could cleave through a steel plate!
Yet, he had never imagined that his weapon would prove so inadequate in front of Qin Feng!
"This... what kind of treasure is this?"
Zhou Yan's expression flickered, and his gaze was fixed on the longsword in his hand.
Seeing the longsword in Zhou Yan's hand, Qin Feng also curled his lips into a mocking smile and said dismissively, "How is it? Do you find it incredible? This is my treasure, called the Nine Nether Silver Flood Dragon Spear!"
Upon hearing Qin Feng's words, Zhou Yan's face grew even more grim. He stared intently at the silver flood dragon spear and snorted, "Hmph! Even with such a treasure, you can't kill me! I admit your strength is considerable, but you absolutely cannot defeat me!"
"We both know that your longsword is an ancient immortal artifact of unparalleled power, but I don't believe you can withstand a single blow from an ancient spirit artifact!"
After saying this, Zhou Yan no longer paid attention to Qin Feng. He began to wave his hands, and spiritual patterns continuously flashed on the longsword, with ripples of spiritual energy emanating from his body.