Baili Lingkong had clearly suffered considerable injury in that wave of ghostly entities self-detonating their souls.
The Silver Dragon Beast condensed by the secret art he had unleashed also did not want to continue entangling itself with its opponent. It intended to rely on this powerful secret art to kill him.
But to Qin Fengming, although the sudden self-detonation of over a hundred Yin souls just now posed a tremendous threat to him as well, under the circulation of the powerful soul cultivation art Treasure Refining Ghost Art, that terrifying detonation was still unable to affect him much.
Not only was he unafraid, he was instead filled with anticipation toward that terrifying self-detonation of the soul origin.
It was rare for that strange sensation to appear in his sea of consciousness. Even when the milky-white liquid had manifested at the bottom of Yin Wind Cave earlier, it had only made his soul feel greatly invigorated; that comfortable sensation in his sea of consciousness had never appeared.
Now that it had surfaced again, and so distinctly, he wished the other party would self-detonate his soul once more.
"The power of those Yin souls' self-detonation just now was still a little lacking. If there had been another thirty or forty of them, perhaps it could have completely killed this Qin. If I enter among those Yin souls and let Senior unleash the full art, what does Senior think?"
Qin Fengming's words were simply too astonishing. Even Zhou Bo and Baili Lingkong, standing in the distance, could not help changing expression. They turned to look at Qin Fengming one after another, not knowing what he meant.
That Spirit Severing ghost cultivator naturally possessed no low intelligence, but upon hearing Qin Fengming speak like this, he too was stunned.
He knew full well how