Before Qin Fengming could feel another chill surge through his body, he had already urged the Spirit Devouring Netherflame to sweep directly toward the sphere wrapped in black threads.
At the same time, both his hands struck out rapidly. Three palm seals immediately flashed before him, and as their energy fluctuations rose, they transformed into three enormous palms wrapped in gray radiance, striking rapidly toward the slender spirit snakes two or three zhang long that had abruptly appeared before him.
The slender spirit snakes were only as thick as a baby's arm. Their bodies were pale green from head to tail, covered in scale patterns. Their heads were triangular, their mouths agape, and their slender tongues flickering in and out without pause.
Two sharp fangs could be seen hidden inside their open mouths. They seemed ready to emerge at any moment and deliver a fatal attack to their opponent.
The long snakes seemed to have appeared from thin air. The instant they emerged, a chill spread outward.
Before the Mountain Shaking Palm seals had fully manifested, the slender spirit snakes, which showed no fluctuations whatsoever, had already reached them.
The two sides met in an instant, yet no collision rang out.
However, under Qin Fengming's mental command, he suddenly discovered that the three enormous palm seals, despite striking rapidly at the rope-like spirit snakes, had not smashed them apart. Instead, the long snakes rapidly coiled around them, binding all three enormous palm seals together.
The giant palms flashed as they flew only twenty or thirty zhang before coming to a halt, their entire surfaces wrapped in spirit snakes.
No matter how Qin Fengming urged them onward, the Mountain Shaking Palms could not advance another step.
The Essence Soul's methods were truly bizarre, filled with trapping power. Whether the black threads