When cultivators practiced, the greatest taboo was distraction. Thus, they nearly always shut out all external senses. As for anything beyond his body, Qin Fengming no longer paid it the slightest heed.
While Qin Fengming paid no attention to the outside world and cultivated with all his strength, five enormous Flood Dragons of different colors were rapidly circling and dancing in the air a hundred zhang away from him, revolving around an object resembling a two- or three-zhang-wide round cymbal.
Five-colored rays of light shimmered all around the round-cymbal object, while a faint golden radiance filled the multicolored glow.
Seen from afar, the round-cymbal-like object was suffused with a vast, primordial aura. It appeared exceedingly strange and divine, and amid the flashing rays, it gave off the wondrous sensation that even time was about to stand still.
Under the infusion of immense energy, the enormous round-cymbal-like object flashed with dazzling colors.
Its original pitch-black hue now revealed faint golden light. Though it was still indistinct, it was already vastly different from its former darkness.
Vast soul energy surged over together with dense yin energy. As the five Flood Dragons circled and danced, they seemed exceedingly comfortable.
If someone had been standing nearby, they would have discovered that the five-colored Flood Dragons formed from soul energy absorbed no less immense soul power into their bodies than flowed into the area covered by the colored ribbons hanging from the round cymbal.
It seemed that the two sides had divided the vast soul energy rushing toward them equally.
However, the five Flood Dragons had not the slightest interest in the immense yin-force essence. They allowed it to flow on its own into the area enveloped by the enormous colored ribbons.
An energy hurricane howled, and all the energy within several dozen li was