The terrifying might of the black threads sent a sudden chill surging through Qin Fengming's heart the instant he saw them.
But the shock in his heart lasted only an instant. Blue light flashed in his eyes as he immediately locked onto the thick ropes formed from the strands of black silk, instantly understanding their true nature.
Although the black ropes formed from the countless fine threads seemed to reveal little fluctuation,
whenever each rope came into contact with the purple light bands of the Chaos Purple Qi Goblet, the strands immediately transformed into an extremely faint black mist that clung to the edges of the purple light bands, which carried razor-sharp power.
That faint black mist contained an exceedingly powerful and strange corrosive force.
That corrosive force seemed to be consumable. Unlike other poisonous mists, it could not continuously devour other spiritual energy to strengthen itself. Instead, when the two sides met, the black mist corroded away a tiny portion of the purple light band, and both vanished into the air at the same time.
Almost in an instant, the dozen or so enormous purple light bands released by the Chaos Purple Qi Goblet were submerged by the densely packed black threads.
Facing this sight, Qin Fengming's heart tightened, but he did not thereby lose the will to resist.
The magic power within his body surged like a river in flood. Regardless of the cost, he poured it rapidly into the enormous purple qi goblet suspended in the air.
Under the infusion of his incomparably powerful magic power, the purple light bands were still surrounded and devoured by the densely packed black threads, but they had finally reached an extremely dangerous stalemate.
At that moment, Luo Tai and the other two were facing a situation almost identical to Qin