"Fellow Daoist Qin has been inside that five-colored mist for seventeen days now. Not the slightest sound has come from within, nor has it shown any particularly great change. Aside from seeming somewhat thinner, nothing unusual appears to have happened. It seems Fellow Daoist Qin has already fallen into that terrifying state of enlightenment. He may even have perished."
Looking toward the distant area shrouded in five-colored mist, Bai Chong finally spoke for the first time since Qin Fengming entered the mist seventeen days ago. However, he did not speak aloud this time, instead transmitting his voice to the female cultivator beside him.
Seventeen days might seem like a long time, but to an Integration stage cultivator, it was merely the time required to close his eyes and enter brief secluded cultivation.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, you entered this place before as well. Do you think a mere seventeen days could drain the sea of consciousness within Fellow Daoist Qin's body and scatter his soul?"
The female cultivator opened her eyes. Her expression did not change in the slightest as she glanced at Bai Chong and transmitted her reply as well.
"Indeed. Given only that strange aura, seventeen days certainly wouldn't be enough to kill Fellow Daoist Qin completely. But if he became greedy and touched those dried corpses, he might be invaded by the corpse poison within them, which has fused with that strange aura. Once the corpse poison enters the body, even a Divine Connection cultivator would find it difficult to resist for more than a few days."
A sharp glint flashed through Bai Chong's eyes as he transmitted his words once more.
"Still, judging from the methods he displayed when he defeated Ouyang Longhai, he might truly be able to resist the corpse poison for a little longer.