"Mid-Stage Nascent Soul!!"
Xu Ping's pupils subtly contracted, a wave of unease sweeping across his heart.
Though he possessed extraordinary Divine Techniques and exceptional defense,
he clearly recognized that against a cultivator of the Mid-Stage Nascent Soul, the gap between them was not merely one of accumulation, but a leap in essence.
Such terrifying might—he feared he could hardly withstand even a single frontal strike, let alone contend with it.
What worried him even more was the eerie manner in which the mysterious Nascent Soul Cultivator behind Hongyi existed.
It was merely a pure Nascent Soul, lacking a physical form, yet it had long resided within Hongyi's Sea of Consciousness, like a symbiotic relationship.
In stark contrast to Xu Ping's horrified tension, an uncontrollable joy suddenly swept over Hongyi's pale face.
It was accomplished!
Finally secured!
