Although the underground was more than a thousand zhang deep, the air was plentiful and ventilation was good, so no one felt particularly oppressed. However, the pitch-black surroundings were extremely torturous. It was far from uncommon for people to be driven insane by the darkness.
Of course, the darkness had no effect on Qin Fengming.
Although his magic power had not recovered, his spiritual sense was still sufficient for his present needs.
The daily schedule of everyone in the underground cavern was set by Ge Leng. Ge Leng was extremely punctual. Every day, when it was time to eat, he would call everyone over for a meal. Whenever it was time to rest, he would have everyone stop working. This made the few miners extremely grateful to Ge Leng.
On the twenty-seventh day after Qin Fengming entered the cavern, just as everyone had finished eating and was entering dreamland,
a sudden energy fluctuation appeared, making Qin Fengming, whose eyes were closed, instantly grow highly alert.
A wisp of demonic aura flashed into existence and abruptly invaded the mind that had just become highly alert. A heavy drowsiness suddenly rose from the depths of his mind, causing even his mental state to sway.
Under the heightened alert, Qin Fengming's mind abruptly tightened. The remnant soul force in his sea of consciousness surged instantly, expelling that wisp of discomfort from his mind.
Under the cover of his spiritual sense, the miners, who had still been shifting slightly, suddenly went limp. Loud snores rang out as they fell into a deep sleep. At this point, even beating them with wooden sticks would likely not wake them.
"Ge Leng, I presume you've already chosen the target. Once I refine the souls of two Qi Gathering Stage Three cultivators and the souls of those dozen