Qin Fengming's divine sense was now vastly stronger than Ouyang Ning's, far beyond what Ouyang Ning could compare with, and far beyond what Ouyang Ning's knowledge could fathom.
Ouyang Ning's circular blade was immensely powerful. In battles between cultivators of the same tier, it could be called an invincible secret treasure for sneak attacks. Once unleashed and deliberately concealed, it was extremely difficult for anyone to detect.
By the time they noticed it, the sharp blades transformed from the circular blade would already have swept over and completely enveloped them.
Those razor-sharp blades, possessing terrifying cutting power, ignoring protective spiritual light, and capable of piercing armor, were an enormous threat to anyone.
But in Qin Fengming's eyes, such attacks were now nothing more than ordinary techniques.
The circular blade hidden in the void was revealed with perfect clarity within the range of Qin Fengming's divine sense. Under his Pure Spirit Divine Eye, the phantom blades formed from condensed light appeared even more distinctly.
Finding the main blade was no difficult task for Qin Fengming.
As soon as Qin Fengming seized the circular blade with a Soul Devouring Claw, the dozens of blade lights circling around him immediately vanished.
"How is this possible? You're actually unafraid of soul erosion and heavenly lightning attacks, and you can even see through the circular blade's reality and illusion?"
Seeing a vacuum suddenly appear around Qin Fengming, and witnessing the magic treasure he relied on so heavily being seized so easily, Ouyang Ning—who had already reached the late Profound Spirit stage—could not help but undergo a drastic change in expression and cry out in shock.
His opponent had effortlessly neutralized the combined attack formation, then immediately seized one of his most powerful magic treasures. In all Ouyang Ning's years of cultivation, he had never seen