They were all seasoned fighters, so of course they would not scatter and flee in panic merely because someone shouted.
The first thing they had to determine was where that terrifying, strange hurricane had come from.
"East Chen position—quickly evade toward the south-southwest position." Before Yao Luo, Xuan Luo, and the others had even located the danger, a rapid voice clearly reached everyone's ears.
The moment they heard it, several cultivators around Qin Fengming did not hesitate in the slightest. They immediately flashed away at high speed in the direction Qin Fengming had indicated.
At the instant everyone dodged away, a pitch-black hurricane suddenly swept over from an oblique direction. Its ear-piercing howl reverberated through the air, and an icy aura that made Qin Fengming feel suffocated suddenly descended upon him, causing his body to stiffen.
At the same time, whip-like blades, as fine as long lashes striking the body, suddenly swept across him. Under the repeated blows, Qin Fengming abruptly felt the clothes on his body become tattered and shredded.
Wave after wave of cold, agonizing pain suddenly surged through Qin Fengming's flesh.
The protective spiritual light around Qin Fengming remained completely undamaged, yet the pain had already spread through his entire body.
The whip-like blades were so real and so clearly perceptible that they could bypass the protection of his spiritual light.
Qin Fengming understood perfectly that those whip-like blades striking his body were the power of space. The spatial power carried by the hurricane could disregard a cultivator's protective spiritual light and act directly upon the cultivator's physical body.
Moreover, Qin Fengming knew that the attack acting upon him was merely the aura carried by the hurricane. The hurricane itself had not swept his body into its midst.
This hurricane was actually not very large. Its core