In just a few breaths, Tu Qing was about to catch up with Feng Jue, and the Ghost Head Soul Nail also burst out a phantom soul power attack aimed at Feng Jue. But just as the soul nail phantom was about to fall, a pitch-black wooden staff fell rapidly like a meteor, shattering the soul nail phantom with a loud bang.
The terrifying tides of soul power crumbled at this moment, and where the black staff stood, the soul power within ten thousand feet dissipated entirely.
"I've been studying artifact cultivation for over 160 years, and I rarely encounter a soul cultivator. Who would have thought I'd meet one today? Fascinating, truly fascinating. Fellow Daoist, I wonder if your soul technique can withstand the might of my six artifacts."
The words fell.
Before the person arrived, six extraordinary Tier Two high-grade spiritual artifacts appeared simultaneously, attacking Tu Qing.
