The sudden change came far too swiftly. Qin Fengming, who had held a commanding advantage moments ago, had his head severed by a sharp thread in the blink of an eye.
Such a rapid turn of events was clearly something Qin Fengming had never expected, no matter what.
Yet the matter was not over. What happened next was even more bizarre.
As Qin Fengming's head was sliced from his body by a sharp thread, his solid form suddenly shattered like a ball of light, scattering into specks of starlight before dissolving and vanishing on the spot.
And just as Qin Fengming's solid body was separated from its head, a short scarlet streak suddenly shot out from within him. With a flash, it fiercely slashed toward a spot beside him.
"Pfft!" A soft sound suddenly rang out.
The red radiance flashed and shot forward, as though it had struck nothing at all.
But as the red radiance appeared and the soft sound rang out, a piece of powder-green silk cloth about a foot across fell toward the ground below.
"Ah!" At the same time, a female cultivator's startled cry rang out.
Following the female cultivator's sudden shout, a graceful figure appeared. Her body flickered lightly, and she quickly entered the multicolored rosy light enveloping the area nearby.
The rosy light flashed, and she withdrew dozens of yards away.
Qin Fengming's figure appeared in the far distance. Looking at the site of the perilous battle, his eyes flickered brightly and his expression was solemn. He had gained many insights from the battle just now.
With that series of techniques, he could be said to have calculated every possible contingency, yet in the end, he had still failed to inflict even the slightest injury on the female cultivator.
First entangling the other party