This time, having survived certain death, Qin Fengming had gained far more than the risks he had taken.
To other cultivators, the strengthening of his soul was absolutely unheard-of. Even though the Treasure Refining Ghost Formula could enhance soul power, that improvement was gradual.
It was absolutely impossible for anyone else to have their soul expand to the level of an Integration-stage cultivator's under such circumstances, as Qin Fengming's had.
At this moment, even if Qin Fengming's own magic power had completely vanished, the soul-power attacks he could unleash had already reached a terrifying level. Even if he encountered that old Saintess of the Divine Temple again, he would no longer feel the slightest fear relying solely on his current strength.
Of all the benefits Rong Qing and the others had gained, Qin Fengming and Bing'er were undoubtedly the greatest winners.
Bing'er had spent five whole months by the black lakeshore. She had kept her eyes closed in meditation the entire time. Although Qin Fengming did not know what she had gained, it would undoubtedly far surpass what Rong Qing and Kuang Feng had obtained.
The spirit beasts and spirit insects had also frolicked in the black, ink-like lake water, appearing exceedingly carefree.
Such a display was enough to show that all the spirit beasts had benefited tremendously as well.
What shocked Qin Fengming most was that after the Spirit Devouring Netherflame had been soaked in the black lake water, a black fireball the size of a soybean had actually emerged within its emerald flames.
The strange aura revealed by that black fireball contained not only surging soul-power energy, but also a powerful sensation of icy, sinister venom and an intensely corrosive aura.
Although he had not had the time to unleash it for testing, Qin Fengming was certain that