As Qin Ming's Divine Soul Power invaded, the bald man let out a scream of extreme pain.
Qin Ming was indifferent, continuing to search the soul.
Just as his Divine Soul Power was about to invade the bald man's Sea of Consciousness, a strange blood-colored restriction lit up, about to explode within the bald man's Divine Soul.
"So this is what was acting up." Qin Ming finally understood what kind of trick the Blood Refining Demon Sect had done on the Divine Souls of these True Disciples.
Now that he had become a Nascent Soul True Monarch, his Divine Techniques were far beyond comparison to before, naturally incomparable to when he was in the Golden Core Stage.
Qin Ming's Divine Thought concentrated fiercely, instantly erasing the blood-colored restriction.
"Ahhhhh!"
The bald man howled in terror, without the blood-colored restriction, the endless soul-level pain made life worse than death for him.
