When two or three dozen Demonic Beasts, each possessing the strength of an early Integration stage cultivator, surrounded and attacked them, most cultivators would have had no choice but to rapidly summon magic treasures to block them while swiftly dodging aside to avoid being trapped by the beasts. There would have been absolutely no better option.
But Qin Fengming stood where he was, his expression barely changing. There was no trace of fear in his eyes. Instead, a flicker of excitement and anticipation appeared within them.
When the Demonic Beasts closed in, incantations surged through Qin Fengming's body. His immense magic power suddenly burst forth, and his entire body was wrapped in a mass of multicolored radiance. Streaks of multicolored sword light flashed out from within the radiance, each forming a rainbow several dozen feet long as they swarmed toward the Ice Beasts and hacked down.
Amid a series of booming impacts, enormous, shrill beast roars immediately rang throughout the area.
Under the sudden assault of the sharp, enormous sword lights imbued with vast power, the two or three dozen Demonic Beasts roared furiously. Gales raged around them as they desperately tried to block the sword lights with their tough claws.
But amid another series of booming impacts, the two or three dozen Demonic Beasts had their legs broken and claws shattered, with wounds appearing all over their bodies.
Qinglin Sword Light inherently possessed a powerful suppressive effect against Yin Ghosts and Demonic Beasts. Driven by Qin Fengming's current mid Integration cultivation, and empowered by the vast magic power within him—an energy far greater than that of a peak Integration cultivator—slaughtering these Demonic Beasts was naturally no difficult task.
In a group battle, Qinglin Sword Light was absolutely the sharpest weapon. Instantly unleashing more than a hundred sword lights in