The scene before him was vastly and astonishingly different from what Qin Fengming had envisioned.
The bolt of lightning that had killed Ou Xie contained astonishing energy, comparable to the purifying lightning of a cultivator undergoing the Profound Spirit Heavenly Tribulation. Yet it had caused no great disturbance in the sky, and only a single bolt had appeared.
This had led Qin Fengming to believe that the restriction in the sky could trigger attacks only from directly overhead.
He had never expected that the clouds and mist now encircling the towering divine hall had already drawn all the clouds and mist in the entire underground space rapidly toward this place.
With clouds and mist spanning two or three hundred miles condensed together, the tremendous energy they carried was beyond Qin Fengming's imagination.
This was a sealed space. The energy within it was even denser than the spiritual energy inside Qin Fengming's Divine Machine Mansion, while the energy contained in the restrictions within the clouds and mist overhead was even more unfathomable.
If all that energy gathered around the divine hall, then even if the hall were comparable to a Chaos spirit treasure, Qin Fengming had no confidence that it could withstand the assault.
Amid a ripping roar, thick arcs of lightning surged into existence and shot toward the towering divine hall, resembling chains that sought to coil around the entire structure.
"Ah, this... this is purifying lightning—and purifying lightning equivalent to the Profound Spirit Heavenly Tribulation at that. Little fellow, how did you provoke such a terrifying lightning attack?"
Just as the lightning attacks appeared within the thick clouds and mist around him, an extremely astonished soul transmission suddenly rang out in Qin Fengming's sea of consciousness.
Under the rampage of the purifying lightning, even divine sense could no longer