Wu Yin's true form was a Golden Toad. Qin Fengming was utterly shocked, and even the three people from Ke Xingxin's side, who had already engaged in battle in the distance, were greatly astonished.
They had known Wu Yin for far more than a year or two, and they had already fought each other several times.
Wu Yin had never revealed the slightest trace of his true form.
Seeing Wu Yin's true form so suddenly, Qin Fengming was also extremely startled. The aura Wu Yin usually revealed was clearly that of an incomparably Righteous Path cultivation technique. Even Qin Fengming's vast divine sense had failed to detect the slightest abnormality.
In his shock, Qin Fengming was finally swept into the red streak of light.
As the streak wrapped around his body, a viscous liquid immediately surged forth. At the same time, an extremely immense and strange energy suddenly appeared and rushed violently into his body.
That energy was filled with paralyzing poison. Almost the instant it touched his body, all the muscles throughout him abruptly became extremely numb.
Amid his shock, thin strands of Spirit Devouring Netherflame surged forth and poured into all his meridians. In nearly an instant, they had spread throughout his entire body.
The numbness that had just appeared in his body vanished in the blink of an eye under the rapid manifestation of the Spirit Devouring Netherflame.
But in that brief span of time, Qin Fengming had already been swept to the front of the enormous toad by the red streak of light. A huge gray-white mouth opened before him, and the red streak wrapped around his body suddenly entered that enormous maw.
"Hahahaha! Junior, since this old monk has trapped your body, no matter how extraordinary your methods are, you can forget about breaking free.