Qin Fengming's move appeared utterly effortless, as though he had already practiced it countless times,
To seize an opponent's magic treasure with his bare hands in the midst of battle—if any other cultivator witnessed such a thing, they would surely be stunned on the spot,
A cultivator's magic treasure was no different from an extension of his own body. With a mere thought, he could control it as he pleased; "as easy as moving one's own arm" would not be an exaggeration,
For a cultivator to dare touch an opponent's magic treasure with his bare hand was no different from seeking death,
If the opponent ruthlessly detonated the magic treasure, then even a Shapeshifting demon cultivator of the same rank would inevitably suffer severe injuries. Should anything go wrong, dying on the spot was entirely possible,
Qin Fengming had dared to take such a risk, suddenly striking during the instant Han Mi lost focus while fighting Fang Gan. There was no denying that his courage was extraordinary,
His figure moved like a fish gliding through water, almost without pause, and another massive magic treasure was also swept into Qin Fengming's possession,
"Ah, damn it! That junior actually confiscated my magic treasures!"
Just as Han Mi was dealing with Fang Gan's attack using his natal magic treasure, he suddenly sensed through their spiritual connection that his two magic treasures had completely lost contact with him. Upon seeing this, he immediately cried out in alarm,
Han Mi's eyes narrowed, and his wariness toward Qin Fengming grew even greater,
With a sudden opening of his mouth, a flash of azure light appeared. As it unfurled in midair, a massive azure python more than thirty meters long suddenly emerged,
Han Mi's natal item was actually a magic treasure capable of transforming into a python,