Qin Fengming shouted urgently, but the scene before him sent him plunging straight into an abyss of icy despair.
The immense, viscous Heaven and Earth energy actually swallowed his urgent shout, which contained immense energy, whole. It failed to travel even ten feet.
The instant he sensed this, Qin Fengming's entire body turned icy cold, and cold sweat burst across his back. He knew all too well what it meant that his voice could not get out.
Amid the incomparably viscous, immense energy surrounding him, he absolutely lacked the power to break out of the Heaven Tribulation energy's enveloping force by himself. Under these circumstances, the destruction of the Silver Spirit Shield was only a matter of time. Without the Silver Spirit Shield's protection, the berserk purifying lightning would swallow him in an instant.
No matter how powerful his physical body was, facing dozens or even hundreds of lightning bolts containing berserk energy, he had only one path—to perish. There was absolutely no possibility of survival.
At this moment, Qin Fengming suddenly felt that death was closer to him than ever before.
The situation before him was something he had never imagined. Although his divine sense could still travel outward, he could not find anyone to receive it.
Although he could control the divine palace to some extent through incantations, he had no way to contact the two great upper-realm experts inside it through divine sense transmission.
Facing such a situation was even more dangerous than when he had confronted Ye Hua's detonation of that berserk energy in the Immortal Mountain Secret Realm.
That was because Qin Fengming could not think of the slightest way to resolve the crisis before him.
Amid such viscous Heaven and Earth energy, with immense lightning bolts shooting forth in torrents, even if he sacrificed