He released his divine sense, and a majestic aura suddenly enveloped the dozen or so Silver Sheath Worms flying past him.
A moment later, a trace of solemnity suddenly flickered across Qin Fengming's calm face.
After carefully distinguishing it, the solemn look between Qin Fengming's brows suddenly relaxed. His eyes widened, and joy slowly surfaced on his youthful face.
He had actually sensed an extremely obscure, strange aura emanating from the bodies of the dozen or so Silver Sheath Worms before him. This aura was hidden within the mass of white light enveloping the Silver Sheath Worms and normally did not reveal itself. Yet whenever arcs of electricity flashed, a sensation that even numbed his divine sense would occasionally flare up.
If his soul power had not been so formidable at that moment, allowing his divine sense to envelop them with all its might, he would have found it difficult to detect the numbing aura hidden within.
With a thought, a Silver Sheath Worm appeared in his palm.
He pinched it between two fingers, and a tingling, numbing sensation suddenly spread throughout Qin Fengming's body.
Although the sensation was slight, he knew it was only because the Silver Sheath Worm bore him no ill will. If it had been someone else, the sensation would surely have been many times stronger.
Staring at the Silver Sheath Worm in his hand, Qin Fengming finally understood why that peak Nascent Soul ghost cultivator had been completely devoured by the Silver Sheath Worms beneath a single attack, without even his Nascent Soul escaping. It turned out that the Silver Sheath Worms could release such a massive aura of negative toxins.
Facing this numbing energy from the Silver Sheath Worms, he was certain that even he would inevitably have fallen prey to it if caught