After the dark clouds vanished from the sky, Rong Qing waited for a long while before retracting his cultivation art and springing to his feet. His somewhat pale face was now lit with delight. In that brief span of time—less than a meal—he had absorbed and refined more Yin Qi energy than he had accumulated over several years combined.
He had been trapped at Peak Core Formation for several hundred years. If he cultivated step by step in the Yin Nether Mountain Range, even after another century or two, it would be difficult to say whether he could accumulate enough Yin Qi to break through that Ghost Lord bottleneck.
Yet after that massive influx of energy, Rong Qing felt that if he could experience this kind of opportunity several dozen more times, he might be able to break through that cruel barrier.
Seeing the expression on the ghost cultivator before him, Qin Fengming naturally knew what he was thinking. But as for whether he could break through the bottleneck and enter the Ghost Lord realm, Qin Fengming was not worried in the slightest.
That was because ever since he had cultivated the Profound Ghost Art to the Foundation Establishment peak, his spiritual sense had also risen with the tide, reaching the level of the mid Nascent Soul stage. In other words, even if Rong Qing truly broke through into the early Ghost Lord stage, he would still find it difficult to remove the soul contract within his body.
Seeing the young man looking at him, Rong Qing's expression also turned solemn. Just as he was about to say something, Qin Fengming smiled faintly and spoke in a completely even tone:
"Fellow Daoist Rong, you must have benefited greatly from that strange Heavenly Tribulation just now. If there were another dozen