At this moment, although Old Monster Sky Eagle's soul had been shaken, among the six of them who had entered that passage, his soul power could be said to be the most intact.
The other five had all sacrificed the Soul Thunder Beads in their hands.
Qin Fengming had not sacrificed the Soul Thunder Bead in his hand, so naturally he could not have known just how immense the amount of his own soul energy required to activate it was.
Even the five mid Spirit Severing stage cultivators found it extremely difficult to fully activate their respective Soul Thunder Beads.
Seeing Qin Fengming's expression and hearing the harsh meaning in his words, the six cultivators suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Rob you? Why would this Qin need to rob you now? Can't you sense something unusual about yourselves?" Qin Fengming's gaze was icy as he looked at the six people before him, his tone cold to the extreme.
At this moment, Qin Fengming radiated a terrifying aura. A vast and ferocious Baleful Intent coiled around his body, while sharp blades seemed to flash repeatedly within his eyes.
Although both his hands were hidden within his sleeves, the surging energy was enough to tell everyone that he was already prepared for battle.
Upon suddenly hearing Qin Fengming's words, the six mid Spirit Severing stage mighty beings all changed color at once.
At this moment, their entire bodies were enveloped in an extremely faint, almost invisible, bluish-gray mist. If Qin Fengming had not reminded them, the six of them would have found it almost impossible to notice.
From within that exceedingly thin mist, Qin Fengming actually sensed the ethereal and elusive aura of danger he had felt earlier.
It was precisely because he had sensed that aura that Qin Fengming had