Green radiance flashed violently. The several-zhang-long rope was like a streak of green lightning, and with a single flash, it reached Qin Fengming, who stood motionless.
The green radiance was dazzling. The long rope resembled a great serpent, and the instant it touched the protective spiritual light around Qin Fengming, it rapidly coiled toward his body at an utterly terrifying speed.
The next moment, the female cultivator, whose face had just revealed a faint smile, suddenly froze. The smile that had only just appeared immediately solidified upon her delicate features.
The supposedly foolproof long-rope magic treasure, combined with the Soul-Chilling Demonic Fog, launched a joint attack. Yet as the long rope rapidly coiled around him, the young man trapped within suddenly dispersed into specks of starlight right before her eyes.
Seeing her attack miss so easily, the female cultivator's mind shook.
She knew the might of her Soul-Chilling Demonic Fog all too well. Even a cultivator of the same stage who suddenly fell into the demonic fog she had spent countless efforts refining would inevitably have his mind stolen for an instant and become dazed.
She did not believe that the spiritual soul realm within this peak Spirit Severing stage young cultivator was actually stronger than that of a mid Profound Spirit cultivator.
Yet what she saw before her once again exceeded her imagination.
The young cultivator within the surging Soul-Chilling Demonic Fog had actually still managed to execute a strange movement technique when her rope magic treasure suddenly attacked, dodging the rope's binding and restraint.
A phantom shot through the demonic fog, splitting into several figures that rapidly closed in around the female cultivator.
"You're actually not afraid of the invasion of my Soul-Chilling Demonic Fog!" Amid her cry of alarm, the female cultivator's jade hand had already swept