Faced with Huan's attack, which possessed an extremely potent soul-corroding force, Qin Fengming was not overly alarmed.
If the two of them had been competing through other Vital Energy and Power arts, Qin Fengming could say with certainty that he would have been at a disadvantage, because the gap between their cultivation realms was simply too great.
But as for their soul realms, Qin Fengming was certain he was not inferior to Huan in the slightest.
Moreover, the sword blades produced by the Profound Micro Pure Radiance Sword were inherently capable of restraining and invading souls and essences. When his opponent's soul attack encountered the Pure Radiance Sword blades, it naturally could not gain much of an advantage.
What gave Qin Fengming the greatest confidence was that, after cultivating the third layer of Splitting Light Misleading Shadow this time, the formidable power possessed by the Pure Radiance Sword blades had already increased severalfold.
Qin Fengming was also filled with anticipation over what the scene would be like when he fully unleashed the third-layer sword-art divine ability of Splitting Light Misleading Shadow.
As Qin Fengming uttered the incantation, the dozens of figures were somewhat illusory, but each enormous sword blade was solid beyond compare.
As the sword blades in the hands of the figures danced, solid sword blades shot forth alongside the long swords in their hands. In an instant, the figures flying across the sky had produced hundreds or even thousands of enormous sword blades.
Each sword blade actually gave Qin Fengming the feeling that it had been produced entirely by his true body.
The three enormous streams of crystalline ice were instantly surrounded by hundreds and thousands of huge sword blades. The blades flashed brilliantly, and whooshing sounds rang out as two terrifyingly frigid forces abruptly interwove. A strange