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Qin Fengming paid no heed to Pan Qingkang's advice. After briefly thanking him, he shot down beneath the cold pool. His speed was even two notches faster than when the two of them had descended together just now.
Watching Qin Fengming vanish into the dark, viscous pool water, a sharp glint flickered through Pan Qingkang's eyes. After a moment, he let out a soft sigh and turned back toward the shore.
At this point, he had completely lost interest in searching for the Water Metal Stone.
As he rapidly descended, Qin Fengming's vigilance rose to its utmost level.
The Spirit Devouring Netherflame already covered his body. At the same time, he held the Silver Spirit Shield in his hand, while a Blazing Sun Primordial Pearl was also ready.
The deeper he went, the more the viscous force increased. The icy chill grew stronger as well, and the pressure surrounding him rose considerably.
Qin Fengming naturally had no fear of these adverse effects.
His body sped through the viscous pool water. Though the icy chill grew more intense, the water still showed no sign of freezing. Feeling the cold and pressure outside his body, Qin Fengming was certain that even an ordinary Integration stage cultivator would already have found this place unbearable.
A resolute look appeared in his eyes. He did not stop, and with the magic power within him surging, he continued shooting downward.
With a soft puff, Qin Fengming felt his body strike something like a layer of silk. Then the resistance vanished, and his body appeared in a strange place.
There was no viscous, icy pool water here. Looking around, he saw rocks spread across more than a dozen miles, making it seem as though he had fallen into a valley.
He looked up. A layer