The power of those ghost claws was one thing, but more terrifying was the energy they carried, which contained an extremely strange soul aura.
This aura could slow the Nascent Soul's movements. Though it could not completely imprison it, under the influence of this soul aura, the Nascent Soul's thoughts slowed, its movements grew sluggish, and its teleportation divine ability became even harder to cast.
Fortunately, Qin Fengming's soul power was strong enough. If the Nascent Soul of another Integration stage cultivator had entered this place and been enveloped by the ghost claws, it likely would have been captured by them without even showing the slightest power to resist.
Even with his powerful soul, he still felt uncomfortable being here.
If Qin Fengming's true body had come in person, he naturally could have ignored this soul aura. However, although the little infant's soul surpassed that of other peak Integration stage cultivators, it possessed only half the soul energy of his true body.
"If you refuse to show yourself, this Qin will force you to reveal yourself."
Upon seeing three more ghost claws appear, the little infant's expression turned solemn. A cold, sharp gleam flashed in his eyes as he spoke, and a vast energy suddenly surged from his tiny body.
His hands likewise swept out rapidly. In an instant, streaks of Qinglin Sword Light shot forth. The moment they left his body, they fused together, and three enormous multicolored blades more than a dozen yards long appeared. Accompanied by dozens of streaks of Qinglin Sword Light, they charged toward the three ghost claws.
A thunderous boom rang out as the three enormous blades successively collided with the ghost claws.
Multicolored radiance blazed. Although the blades did not completely ward off the claws, they had already consumed half the power of