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After the middle-aged cultivator spoke, a storage bracelet had already appeared in his hand. With a slight lift of his hand, a robe was instantly draped over his body.
The middle-aged cultivator's explanation of the Soul Devouring Beast suddenly brought clarity to Qin Fengming's mind.
Regarding the Soul Devouring Beast, he had always known only that it could devour souls and possessed a powerful restraining effect against divine souls and ghost cultivators. But as for the divisions of the Soul Devouring Beast's cultivation stages, he knew absolutely nothing.
Now that he knew the specifics of the Soul Devouring Beast, he could not help being deeply shocked. A soul core could actually transform into nine pill infants—such a thing truly exceeded his imagination.
The Soul Devouring Beast had been able to condense eight soul cores only after devouring tens of millions of souls. If it were to condense pill infants—and nine of them at that—Qin Fengming no longer dared imagine how many souls that would require.
At the same time, what shocked Qin Fengming even more was the middle-aged man's current state.
The illusory figure before him gradually solidified, flesh and blood emerging from it. Even with Qin Fengming's broad experience, he could not help being intensely shaken by the middle-aged cultivator's divine ability and cultivation technique.
As far as he knew, among the divine abilities of the Cultivation World, there had never been a case where a skeleton could rapidly condense flesh and blood. Even if such a thing existed, it was merely a cultivator rapidly growing new flesh after suffering damage to his own body. There had absolutely never been anything like this instant transformation of white bones into a fleshly body.
At this moment, although the middle-aged cultivator's cultivation revealed the energy fluctuations and aura of