Qin Fengming had always been vigilant, yet this time the female cultivator before him had not only injured his arm but had also, without him noticing in the slightest, afflicted him with a bizarre and unfathomable poisonous technique.
His heart jolting, Qin Fengming immediately and without hesitation urged his incantation, attempting to drive the Spirit Devouring Netherflame to dispel the layer of poisonous mist around his arm.
But what startled Qin Fengming to the depths of his soul in an instant was that the immense magical power within his body could no longer be mobilized at all. His Pill Sea was calm and unruffled, like still water without a ripple. The Spirit Devouring Netherflame within it was even like a mass of dead fire, suspended above the Pill Sea and utterly motionless.
At the sight of this, Qin Fengming, usually so steady, finally heard thunder roar in his mind, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.
At this moment, aside from his magical power, Qin Fengming's entire body showed no abnormality whatsoever.
If he had not just tried to circulate his own magical power and drive the Spirit Devouring Netherflame, he absolutely would not have realized even now that he had fallen into the female cultivator's trap, with his body's magical power restrained by her bizarre poisonous technique and rendered completely unusable.
At this moment, the shock and fury in Qin Fengming's eyes were actually several times more intense than the fear in his heart.
If he had not felt compassion for the female cultivator before him from the very beginning and been unwilling to kill her, then judging by his usual methods, there was absolutely no way she could have pierced his skin.
By now, he naturally understood that the reason the female cultivator had been able to silently