He was absolutely no match for the cultivator before him; that was Qu Baiyi's only thought after their attacks collided.
The moment his field shattered, Qu Baiyi began to retreat at high speed, hoping that Ning Cheng wouldn't take the opportunity to kill him.
Ning Cheng didn't pursue Qu Baiyi, but the backlash he received made his dantian churn and his sea of consciousness feel like it was tearing apart, almost causing him to spit out blood.
After completely neutralizing the backlash, Qu Baiyi stared dumbfounded at Ning Cheng. Where had this cultivator come from? How could he be so powerful? This level of power in his domain was not a bit weaker than that of someone half a step into the Shaping Dao—and it wasn't the least bit soft.
He ranked eleventh among the Taisu Twelve, yet he was obviously not the match of the cultivator before him. With the cultivator's power, even within the Taisu Twelve, he would be a top three contender, perhaps without an equal.