That transparent, nearly imperceptible wave had yet to reach Qin Fengming when an icy chill suddenly rose from his body,
The chill was extraordinarily cold, carrying a sensation that could freeze the soul,
The so-called poisons of the Cultivation World were not actually limited to deadly toxins in the narrow sense. They encompassed an extremely broad range of things, including negative sensations such as cold, heat, and suffocation,
Faced with an attack possessing such attributes, if one was caught unprepared and struck head-on, then even a peak Nascent Soul cultivator would surely meet a bitter end on the spot,
Since he had been discovered, Qin Fengming naturally had no reason to remain hidden. With a flicker of his figure, a breeze flashed into being, and he vanished without a trace on the spot,
"Eh? This junior really has some tricks," Poison Saint Venerable exclaimed softly when he suddenly saw Qin Fengming disappear before his attack. As he hastily released his divine sense, a trace of solemnity appeared on his extraordinary features,
A wave of energy that was nearly impossible for divine sense to detect was shooting toward the place where he stood along an exceedingly strange trajectory,
The energy contained in that wave was minuscule. If it had been a late Ghost Lord cultivator, they might not have noticed it at all,
Poison Saint Venerable no longer paid any attention to Qin Fengming. Instead, he raised a hand and sent out a ball of black light. Once it unfurled in midair, it transformed into a massive black orb-shaped treasure over ten feet across. Sharp blades flashing with violet light jutted from its surface; at a glance, it resembled a tribulus ball,
The treasure unfurled and blocked the Spiritual Energy Slash Zhuang Daoqin had unleashed,
Amid a thunderous boom, the mighty