The divine hall had the ability to devour magic treasures. Qin Fengming had witnessed this with his own eyes back in Cold Wind City.
As for the many magic treasures inside the divine hall, Qin Fengming reckoned that Fairy Yaoxi had likely collected them by relying on this formidable ability of the divine hall.
Facing the imitation spirit treasure, the Crimson Sun Banner, belonging to the Zhu Family's Old Ancestor, Qin Fengming had never confronted it himself. However, from Chu Shixian's voice transmission, he could still imagine how powerful the banner was.
Although he did not fear such a formidable treasure, he had to admit that it was hard to say whether some of his own secret techniques and methods could break it. This made Qin Fengming's heart tighten abruptly.
But in the blink of an eye, he thought of the divine hall's strange ability.
Seeing the divine hall successfully take away the other party's imitation spirit treasure, Qin Fengming was overjoyed. He immediately sent his divine sense surging forth, and the spell formation activated by the damaged little bowl suddenly vanished.
The towering mountain transformed from the divine hall reappeared before the approaching Integration stage cultivator.
Although the spell formation activated by the incomplete little bowl was powerful, it had already shown great instability after being struck by an imitation spirit treasure just now. This made Qin Fengming reassess the might of the little bowl's spell formation.
This spell formation could definitely trap an Integration stage cultivator, and it could even withstand the life-preserving secret technique of a peak Integration stage cultivator. However, if an imitation spirit treasure bombarded it with all its might, there was a strong possibility that the formation would be blasted apart.
This was of course not to say that the little bowl's spell formation