Faced with the heaven-shaking attack of the Soul Slaying Sword, which ignored the impact of the overwhelming soul-explosion energy, Qin Fengming suddenly felt the danger of imminent death well up in his heart.
The Soul Slaying Sword attack that emerged from the raging explosion showed no sign of weakening in the slightest.
The Soul Thunder Bead and the large formation of crystal talismans he had unleashed earlier seemed to have failed to create even the slightest obstruction. All his efforts had been in vain.
Sensing the terrifying aura ravaging his body, seemingly intent on shattering his sea of consciousness and tearing apart his Profound Soul spiritual body, Qin Fengming felt that death was already within arm's reach.
However, he had not lost the will to resist. Enduring the terrifying aura that pierced straight into his sea of consciousness and sought to tear apart his Profound Soul spiritual body, the incantation within Qin Fengming's body suddenly surged into motion. As waves of vast soul energy emerged, he forcibly drove the Treasure Refining Ghost Art secret art to its fullest.
At this moment, the hardship Qin Fengming had to endure to fully drive the Treasure Refining Ghost Art was something he had never experienced before.
As that strange and terrifying aura invaded his body, the soul energy within him was enveloped by an exceptionally terrifying force of suppression. At the same time, the instant he circulated his soul energy, an excruciating pain seemingly intent on tearing apart his sea of consciousness and meridians immediately surged forth.
If he had encountered this situation before entering the Sea of Demonic Souls, Qin Fengming believed he absolutely would have been unable to drive the Treasure Refining Ghost Art divine ability under such circumstances.
That agonizing pain alone would have been enough to send him into