The Soul Devouring Beast's cultivation could still be regarded as being at the peak of the seventh level of demon beasts. Even if it broke through its current realm, in a cultivator's eyes, it would merely have reached the Transformation realm.
Compared with the powerful divine soul of the middle-aged cultivator at the late Spirit Severing stage, such a level was simply worlds apart.
If it had been a cultivator, under such a disparity in levels, it would not have had even the slightest power to resist. With a single thought from a Spirit Severing expert, a Nascent Soul cultivator could be killed hundreds or thousands of times.
Qin Fengming knew that the mass of murky yellow mist released by the Soul Devouring Beast was its origin essence—a terrifying existence that restrained Yin souls and ghosts. If it lost that essence, then even if the Soul Devouring Beast did not perish, it would certainly suffer terribly.
At best, its cultivation would plummet. At worst, its Dao wounds would invade its body, making it impossible to advance any further.
The reason the Soul Devouring Beast was so greedy toward the middle-aged cultivator was that this reincarnation of Xia Yuqi had been formed from soul essence and blood.
Soul essence brought unimaginable benefits to cultivators. To an existence like the Soul Devouring Beast, which specialized in devouring souls, it was likely even more alluring.
As the Soul Devouring Beast suddenly lunged forward and rapidly entered the middle-aged cultivator's head, the terrifying aura that had left Qin Fengming trembling with fear abruptly stalled, then vanished without a trace.
The middle-aged cultivator had expended several mouthfuls of essence blood to forcibly activate this terrifying secret technique, yet under the Soul Devouring Beast's attack, it had actually been neutralized.
Although the imitation Pangu Qing spirit