The female cultivator's furious cry rang out as her jade hand swept rapidly forward. In an instant, a mass of black-and-yellow light flashed into being and suddenly enveloped a streak of crimson light that had appeared out of nowhere.
"Smack!" A dazzling radiance abruptly burst forth.
A wail rang out. The black-and-yellow light that had shot from the female cultivator's hand suddenly shrank at high speed, finally transforming into a handkerchief before shooting back into her grasp.
With just one strike, the Glimmering Firefly Sword had pierced a hole through the handkerchief magical treasure the female cultivator had summoned, damaging its core and causing it to lose its intended function. Unless it was repaired and reforged, it would be difficult to drive it again.
Qin Fengming pointed a finger, and a streak of red light flashed before returning to his hand.
At this moment, Qin Fengming was entirely free of injury. His face was ruddy, his eyes bright, and his black pupils were as deep as the sea, utterly calm and undisturbed. From time to time, they flickered, releasing wisps of sharp radiance.
His ragged clothes had vanished, replaced by a clean, pale-blue robe.
The wounds and injuries that had shown on his flesh moments ago had also disappeared without a trace, as though everything everyone had seen before had been nothing but an illusion.
Qin Fengming, of course, could not possibly have been seriously injured.
Even if that peak Integration stage cultivator had instantly ignited all his energy and self-detonated, it would still have been difficult for him to compare with the self-detonation of several hundred Yin souls.
Not only had he avoided injury, he had instead taken advantage of the terrifying energy unleashed by the old man's self-detonation. After summoning the Profound Extreme Light, he had directly closed