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Facing a ninth-level fire spirit, Qin Fengming could no longer afford to hold anything back. The incantation within his body surged into motion, and he pushed the Profound Sky Evasive Steps to their utmost limit. With merely a slight blur of his figure, he appeared behind the dazed old man.
A flash of five-colored light, and a huge claw struck toward the dazed old man's waist.
Although the Soul Devouring Claw's primary function was to attack the soul, it could only completely restrain the opponent and force him within close range before the energy it contained could display its full power. Even without its soul attack, the Soul Devouring Claw's powerful physical attack alone was enough to tear apart the body of a late-stage Demon Cultivator in human form.
"Whoosh." What left the supremely confident Qin Fengming utterly speechless was that the Soul Devouring Claw, which he had been certain would hit its mark, had actually grasped nothing this time. The fiery-red figure before him had dodged to the side in the split second between lightning and flint, leaving behind nothing but an afterimage.
"Hmph. This junior's methods have even earned this old man's admiration. With skills like these, could you be a late-stage Great Cultivator of the Ghost Lord realm? But even if you are a Great Cultivator, don't think you can escape this old man's grasp. If I don't capture you today and take you as my servant, this old man swears he won't stop."
Seeing Qin Fengming make his move, the red-faced old man standing in the distance was also jolted. With a cold snort, he had already mistaken him for a late-stage Ghost Lord Great Cultivator and put away the contempt he had