Half an hour later, Qin Fengming opened his eyes with a helpless expression.
Within the Land of Lice Dragons, no matter how hard he tried, he could not condense the slightest bit of magical power. Even when he forcefully circulated his cultivation technique, he could not sense the slightest trace of Five Elements energy surging into his body.
Once spirit stones were taken out of his storage ring and came into contact with the outside world, they immediately turned into ordinary objects, unable to retain even the slightest energy. Even when magical treasures were taken out, they no longer revealed any energy at all, becoming nothing more than ordinary, tiny blades.
Everything related to Five Elements energy became ordinary objects in the Land of Lice Dragons.
Without energy to support them, cultivators in the Land of Lice Dragons were hardly any different from ordinary mortals. Compared with the tribesmen, whose bodies were at least half a head taller than those of cultivators from the outside world, the cultivators swept here by the Corroding Wind were clearly far inferior.
The only thing that brought him some relief was that he still did not feel hungry here.
But he also knew that this was because he had only been here for a short time. If several months passed, he would inevitably become like the native inhabitants and need to eat food to support his body's functions.
Qin Fengming knew that the environment around him was bizarre, but his expression did not change in the slightest. He had already known about these things before entering the Land of Lice Dragons.
The loss of magical power was not something Qin Fengming could not adapt to. Relying on the martial arts techniques he had once cultivated in the mundane martial world and his tough body,