Facing this murky yellow sphere, Qin Fengming actually felt as though he were once again facing the Chaos Heaven Art Fang Liang had unleashed.
His attacks were deflected in the same way, making it difficult to strike the target itself.
"I refuse to believe that I cannot capture even the soul of a Divine Connection cultivator," Qin Fengming muttered bitterly as he stared at the sphere.
With those words, he waved his hand and recalled the Glimmering Firefly Sword.
Magical power surged within him as he formed seals with both hands. A mass of dense yin mist billowed forth, and runes and spell incantations flashed rapidly from his fingertips. A pitch-black sphere immediately appeared before his chest.
Qin Fengming's cultivation in Ghost Dao arts had now truly reached the late Spirit Severing stage, and he was close to attaining its full perfection. After voraciously absorbing the True Ghost Qi refined by the Blood Charm Saint Ancestor, the energy within him had become entirely true ghost qi, something found only within mighty beings of the True Ghost Realm.
When he unleashed a Ghost Path Divine Ability now, even Ghost Dao cultivators of the same level in the Spirit Realm could hardly compare with him in the purity of the energy their abilities contained.
Who else could have encountered such fortune—a Mahayana cultivator from the ghost realm willing to release their own energy for someone else to slowly absorb and refine?
"Ah, Fellow Daoist Qin! Please, stop!"
Just as Qin Fengming was about to unleash a Ghost Path Divine Ability to envelop and refine the murky yellow sphere before him, a burst of yellow light suddenly blazed from its surface. An urgent voice rang out from within the glow.
Seeing this change and hearing the voice, Qin Fengming immediately halted his hands.