The attacks of those vine-like things were extremely sharp, and the vines themselves were extraordinarily tough. Even when Venerable Jie Mie and the others fully activated their arts or treasures to attack, they could not easily sever them.
It could be said that every single vine, whether in toughness or attack power, was comparable to a whip-blade treasure of a late Profound Tier peak cultivator.
Yet those tough vines vanished one after another amid the rolling dark mist Qin Fengming unleashed, making the few of them feel that what they were seeing was unreal.
The ones who were astonished were not only Venerable Jie Mie and the others—even Qin Fengming himself now wore an expression of utter disbelief.
Fewer than eight hundred Silver Sheath Worms remained. They were only in their half-Mature Form, and in terms of cultivation, they were merely equivalent to cultivators in the Spirit Severing realm. Even though Qin Fengming's Silver Sheath Worms had undergone extraordinary transformations and were far stronger than their kindred, they were still only equivalent to early Profound Tier cultivators in strength.
Yet when faced with attacks from vines comparable to the treasures of late Profound Tier peak cultivators, they were completely fearless.
The huge silver beetles, each with a terrifying and sinister appearance, shimmered with silver light beneath the attacks of the vines, becoming swift and slippery beyond grasp. When the vines stabbed into their bodies, they were deflected one after another, as though the beetles were covered in some strange, chaotic force that could twist the surrounding void.
This was something Qin Fengming had never discovered before. Excited, he watched with rapt attention.
A moment later, Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly widened. The astonishment in his gaze was impossible to suppress. He saw clearly that the silver light on the Silver Sheath