The self-detonation of two or three magic treasures was but a fleeting flash before the powerful attack jointly unleashed by the three Li Nascent Soul cultivators. It was swallowed in an instant by the surging shock wave of enormous energy and failed to hold it back even for a moment.
Yet it was precisely the self-detonation of these three magic treasures that won Qin Fengming a slim chance of survival.
As the initial impact caused by the magic treasures' self-detonation weakened, Qin Fengming's body finally relaxed slightly. Without the slightest hesitation, the spell formula within him began circulating at full speed. With both arms straining, he forcibly halted his body in the midst of its rapid flight.
Just as Qin Fengming used all his magic power to stop himself, the explosive shock wave behind him once again struck the enormous corpse of the Silver Sheath Worm.
A tremendous impact came from the insect corpse behind him. Qin Fengming felt a sweetness surge in his chest, and a scalding liquid suddenly rushed from his chest and abdomen toward his throat. His tightly closed lips parted uncontrollably, and a stream of bright-red fluid sprayed from his mouth.
By now, Qin Fengming's back had already fused with the corpse of the Silver Sheath Worm.
Nearly all the enormous force striking the Silver Sheath Worm's corpse had been transmitted into Qin Fengming's body.
As he circulated the Golden Body Art with all his strength, Qin Fengming pressed the tip of his tongue hard against the roof of his mouth and forcibly halted the massive Silver Sheath Worm corpse behind him for the briefest instant.
If anyone had seen Qin Fengming at that moment, they certainly would have found it difficult to recognize him.
That was because his pale-blue robe had already become tattered, stripped