A flash of cold light burst forth, and a three-foot-long, finger-thick azure blade suddenly appeared.
The sharp blade was wrapped in a layer of azure radiance that was not particularly dazzling. Hidden within a dense mass of clouds in the air, even that azure radiance was completely obscured, making it impossible to detect.
The attack appeared with extreme suddenness, erupting soundlessly as though it had manifested from the void. Even when it was already close to the top of Qin Fengming's head, it still revealed hardly any trace of energy.
Although its energy remained concealed, the moment Qin Fengming suddenly sensed it upon him, a feeling that he was about to perish erupted in his heart. His expression changed drastically, and a chill spread across his back.
This sudden, imminent danger was a terrifying crisis capable of killing him on the spot.
Even when he had faced Zhao Zhinan in the late Spirit Severing stage, he had never sensed such an utterly terrifying aura of danger descending upon him.
What terrified Qin Fengming even more was that the cold gleam above his head had already enveloped his entire body. Although he sensed no restraining force emerging, he knew perfectly well that no matter how he dodged now, that cold gleam would still slash into his body.
The sharp blade was as fast as lightning, and it was only twenty or thirty yards above Qin Fengming's head.
Under such a swift attack, even if he activated the Shape-Shifting Talisman, it was already too late.
Whether it was the Profound Sky Evasive Steps or the Mysterious Phoenix Soaring Heaven Art, it was already impossible to activate them now. A sense of helplessness suddenly enveloped Qin Fengming's heart.
At this moment, the only thing Qin Fengming could use was his powerful physical body,