Upon hearing Ding Fan’s question, Zhuge Qing’s eyes flickered with a hint of brilliance, and he slowly said to Ding Fan:

"This Ancient Magical Spirit Beast is not just a simple Divine Beast. Due to its body being extremely similar to humans, it can often mimic abilities wielded by divine warriors..."

Once Ding Fan heard Zhuge Qing’s words, his eyes widened instantly, and he said to Zhuge Qing in shock:

"Able to imitate the abilities wielded by divine warriors?! Such an eerie and mighty Divine Beast can still exist in the Divine Realm?!"

After hearing Ding Fan’s words, Zhuge Qing slowly said to him:

"The true strength of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast lies here. Don’t be fooled by its humanoid physique; the power contained within its body is beyond your imagination!"

Ding Fan’s eyes widened instantly upon hearing Zhuge Qing’s words, and he looked fiercely at the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast with a face full of caution.

When the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast appeared, its eyes, as big as copper basins, coldly glanced at Ding Fan, then instantly puffed out a breath from its nostrils, looking angrily at the giant hand trapped by the Formation.

Upon seeing this, Ding Fan’s eyes flashed with seriousness, realizing through simple observation that the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast might be genuinely enraged.

The Ancient Magical Spirit Beast erupted with deep roars from its throat, its massive body quivered slightly, and then it clawed toward the Array that Ding Fan had unleashed.

Seeing this, Zhuge Qing’s eyes immediately showed a hint of horror, and he urgently said to Ding Fan:

"Brother Ding, quickly stop him! We can’t let him obtain that giant hand. If he does, the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast’s strength will advance further!"

Upon hearing Zhuge Qing’s words, Ding Fan’s eyes instantly showed a hint of seriousness, and his Finger Gestures quickly transformed.

With the changes in Ding Fan’s Finger Gestures, terrifyingly strong aura slowly climbed out of Ding Fan’s body, his body trembled slightly, and then his gaze suddenly became sharp.

In almost the blink of an eye, Ding Fan’s Dragon-Slaying Demon-Beheading Sword was fiercely gripped in his hand, his palm slightly shaking, and a sharp Sword Qi erupted instantly from his hand.

The Sword Qi swept past, and Ding Fan raised the Dragon-Slaying Demon-Beheading Sword to fiercely slash at the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast.

When the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast saw Ding Fan rushing towards it, it showed a hint of disdain in its eyes, its palm slightly tilted, then fiercely swung sideways toward Ding Fan’s body.

A violent spatial tidal wave instantly erupted from the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast’s palm, waves like sharp swords fiercely impacting Ding Fan’s body.

Upon witnessing this, a violent force instantly burst from the Dragon-Slaying Demon-Beheading Sword.

In just a breath’s time, Ding Fan’s Dragon-Slaying Demon-Beheading Sword fiercely collided with the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast’s palm. Along with each violent impact, a series of wild surges transmitted from Ding Fan and the palm’s point of contact.

Roaring sounds promptly echoed throughout the entire corridor; Ding Fan’s eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment, his body trembled slightly, and then his body quickly flew backward away from the spot, as frenzied waves transmitted from his body.

Upon seeing this, Zhuge Qing’s eyes also slowly squinted, filled with seriousness and fixated on Ding Fan’s direction.

Ding Fan’s body flew backward for a good five or six meters before barely coming to a halt. Once he regained his footing, a hint of solemnity crossed his face.

"This... the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast’s power is truly terrifying?!"

In astonishment, Ding Fan gazed towards the direction of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast, and a faint voice mysteriously escaped from his lips.

Next to him, Xia Ling and the Yuan brothers saw that Ding Fan was unharmed, and their eyes overflowed with relief. They then said worriedly to Ding Fan:

"Brother Ding, are you okay?"

Upon hearing their questions, Ding Fan’s mouth twitched slightly, paused his tone, and he slowly replied:

"It’s nothing; I just didn’t expect the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast’s power to be so formidable!"

After hearing Ding Fan’s words, Xia Ling and the Yuan brothers finally let out a sigh of relief, their lips trembling slightly, then slowly spoke to Ding Fan:

"Brother Ding, what should we do next? The strength of this Ancient Magical Spirit Beast is too overwhelming; we stand no chance against it!"

After hearing Xia Ling and the Yuan brothers, Ding Fan’s eyes slowly narrowed, and he spoke to them in a deep tone:

"It seems it’s time for us to use some real power..."

As he spoke, Ding Fan slowly turned his head and asked Zhuge Qing, who was standing beside him, in a calm voice:

"Brother Zhuge, would you be willing to lend me a hand?"

Upon hearing Ding Fan’s words, Zhuge Qing was slightly taken aback, contemplated for a moment, and then a smile slowly emerged on his lips. He paused before speaking slowly to Ding Fan:

"Alright, I’m more than willing to help Brother Ding!"

Hearing Zhuge Qing’s response, Ding Fan also smiled, replying to Zhuge Qing slowly:

"Good! Since Brother Zhuge is willing, let’s join forces to take on this Ancient Magical Spirit Beast!"

After hearing Ding Fan, Zhuge Qing’s eyes instantly filled with excitement, and he nodded firmly at Ding Fan.

Seeing Zhuge Qing’s response, satisfaction flashed in Ding Fan’s eyes, and he smirked slightly before turning his gaze to the direction of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast.

The Ancient Magical Spirit Beast’s icy eyes were fiercely fixed in Ding Fan’s direction. Upon seeing Ding Fan standing safely on the ground, rage instantly flared in its massive eyes.

Its mouth opened wide, and furious roars erupted from it.

After hearing the sound from the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast, Ding Fan’s eyes gently narrowed, and he turned his head slowly to where Zhuge Qing stood.

He paused and then slowly spoke to Zhuge Qing:

"Brother Zhuge, are you ready?"

Upon hearing Ding Fan, Zhuge Qing’s smile widened slightly, his gaze sharpened, and a calm voice came from his mouth:

"Of course..."

Hearing Zhuge Qing, a sharp light flickered in Ding Fan’s eyes, and he smirked slightly before slowly saying to Zhuge Qing:

"In that case, Brother Zhuge, please make your move!"

With those words, Ding Fan’s figure vanished from his original spot. As he disappeared, the Dragon-Slaying Demon-Beheading Sword in his hand suddenly erupted with blazing light, causing the temperature in the entire tunnel to rise instantly.

Seeing Ding Fan’s action, a sharp gleam flashed in Zhuge Qing’s eyes as he trembled slightly and his figure gradually disappeared from the spot.

As Ding Fan and Zhuge Qing’s figures vanished, a heavy look filled the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast’s eyes. Its colossal body shook, and at the same time, its enormous hand struck fiercely in Ding Fan and Zhuge Qing’s direction.

Seeing the massive hand coming toward him, a sharp light flashed in Ding Fan’s eyes, and he smirked slightly before flashing away, narrowly avoiding the colossal hand.

Just as Ding Fan dodged the overwhelming hand, a fierce look flickered in his eyes as he raised the Dragon-Slaying Demon-Beheading Sword high, aiming a fierce slash at the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast’s head.

The Ancient Magical Spirit Beast, seeing Ding Fan’s attack, flashed anger in its eyes as its gigantic foot stomped down, causing violent tremors to surge from the ground.

With its attention focused entirely on Ding Fan, Zhuge Qing’s figure slowly appeared behind the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast. A jet-black long staff in Zhuge Qing’s hand aimed directly at the beast’s head.