The Devil Race cultivator was drenched in blood from head to toe. Much of the scale armor that had originally covered his body had vanished, exposing torn flesh. His left shoulder had lost its arm, and the bones of his upper arm were broken, revealing jagged sections.
The flesh atop the broken bones had long since disappeared, as though it had been deliberately scraped clean by something.
The flesh near the severed arm was wrapped in a layer of scarlet light, which was visibly and continuously devouring the intact flesh.
It turned out that Elder Wei's secret art possessed the ability to devour flesh.
"Swish." Seeing the horse-faced Devil Race cultivator charging straight at him, Qin Fengming's expression did not change in the slightest. His bright eyes remained fixed on the approaching enemy. Only when the man reached him and thrust out his right arm did a barely audible shout suddenly drift from Qin Fengming's mouth.
As Startled Soul Whisper was unleashed, the Devil Race cultivator, whose face was twisted into a savage expression, suddenly trembled. The arm less than a foot from Qin Fengming's neck halted in midair as if it had struck an invisible wall.
A strange energy entered his body. The Devil Race cultivator's body went limp, and Qin Fengming seized him in his hand.
"Thank you for your efforts, fellow Daoists. Let us leave this place at once."
As soon as he spoke, the three of them—Elder Li and the others—immediately arrived beside Qin Fengming. With a flash of their bodies, they vanished without a trace. Qin Fengming flicked his hand and seized Divine Machine Mansion, then placed the captured Devil Race cultivator inside. After that, his escaping light flashed, and he disappeared without a trace.
The moment he had entered this mountain valley, Qin Fengming