The second punch fell, crashing onto Old Emperor Qian's face, at an extremely cunning angle, directly breaking Old Emperor Qian's nose bone, and then causing the fractured bone to pierce straight into Old Emperor Qian's head.
Old Emperor Qian groaned lightly, as power surged forth, his skull reverberating with explosive sounds.
His fontanel was wide open, and his Primordial Spirit was forced to flee from his flesh, transforming into a stream of light that flew away.
If it didn't flee, that bizarre force, and the nose bone stabbing into his sea of consciousness, would be enough to directly pierce through and shatter his Primordial Spirit that had not yet broken through to the tenth tier.
Old Emperor Qian couldn't comprehend Yu Ziqing at this moment, only feeling that the burning flames were like a bone-biting infection, even he couldn't stifle it.
Engaged in battle with Yu Ziqing, the rage kept burning fiercely.
