Watching the black serpents, each as thick as a finger, shoot forth and instantly coil around the entire Yin Soul, Qin Fengming's expression changed slightly as well.
He had spent quite some time with Fang Liang, but aside from the Chaos Heaven Art, he truly knew little about Fang Liang's methods.
As a person with a Rakshasa body, Fang Liang naturally possessed some innate divine abilities specifically meant to deal with Yin Souls and ghostly beings.
Watching the black serpents, each containing surging Yin energy, intertwine around the Yin Soul's body, blue light flashed sharply in Qin Fengming's eyes.
Under the gaze of the Pure Spirit Divine Eye, he still saw through the true nature of this wave of Fang Liang's attack.
The spirit serpents shot toward and closed in on the Yin Soul. The several attacks the Yin Soul unleashed seemed to pose little threat to those black serpents.
Under the Yin Soul's several attacks, the black serpents were immediately severed with a single slash.
Yet no matter how many pieces they were cut into, as long as black mist surged and churned, the severed sections of their bodies would transform back into complete serpents and continue forward, winding around their opponent.
Faced with such a terrifying method, Qin Fengming's heart sank despite himself.
If this attack had been aimed at him, he could naturally have relied on the Azure Frost Sword Art's restraining effect against ghostly attacks to break through it by force. But other cultivators really would have found themselves somewhat helpless.
No wonder Fang Liang had once been able to overpower a peak Spirit Severing stage cultivator through his own strength. It turned out that the innate divine abilities of a Rakshasa body were actually powerful to such a terrifying degree.
As serpent after serpent coiled