The multicolored mist was not frightening. As long as the cultivator who entered possessed a soul powerful enough and did not let the slightest trace of their soul aura leak out, they could withstand the terrifying force within the mist that absorbed divine sense.
However, since they were comprehending the Spirit Realm rune formation on the stone stele, they naturally had to look at it.
The moment one looked toward the stone stele, they would be instantly seized by that terrifying aura, causing their soul to enter a strange realm. At the same time, an aura that absorbed the energy of the sea of consciousness would invade it, forcefully devouring the energy within the cultivator's sea of consciousness.
To leave that strange realm, one had to completely see through the changes in its runes and be able to manipulate them at will. Otherwise, there were only two ways to escape: relying on a rare treasure capable of resisting soul attacks, or forcibly breaking free with a powerful soul comparable to the Profound Spirit realm.
Other than those two methods, no one had managed to do so by any other means over the past several thousand years.
Yet even the simplest Immortal Realm rune on the stone stele possessed countless variations. It was not something a cultivator could see through in a short time.
If their soul could not break free from that strange realm before their sea of consciousness ran dry, the cultivator's head would eventually burst apart, and they would lose their life on the spot.
The young man before her had actually remained inside for more than a month before finally escaping, causing the female cultivator to find Qin Fengming increasingly unfathomable.
Qin Fengming's reputation had only risen to prominence within the past few years. His methods were