At Qin Fengming's current level of insight, he could naturally see through the divine sense clone of a Profound Tier cultivator with ease. But if it was the divine sense clone of a Mahayana Existence containing an immense amount of energy, then he was naturally unable to see through it.
This place belonged to He Yang Palace. As Ju Yang was a Mahayana Old Ancestor of He Yang Palace, he naturally had the time and energy to set up a special formation that could keep the remaining divine sense in a perpetually full state.
Looking at the Mahayana divine sense clone above his head, Qin Fengming felt ice-cold all over, terror showing in his eyes.
If he had still been one or two parts confident of resisting a few attacks from those four puppets while the five Flood Dragons were currently outside his body, then, facing a Mahayana divine sense whose energy was fully replenished, he no longer had the slightest thought of surviving.
That round cymbal-like object was still completely impossible for him to activate.
Even if he could control one or two parts of it, like the divine hall, it would still have given him some confidence to withstand one or two strikes from the powerful existence before him. But at this moment, he lacked the ability.
Though his entire body was icy cold, Qin Fengming had not lost his will to survive.
Upon suddenly seeing the terrifying figure appear in the air, Qin Fengming raised his hand. With a buzzing sound that rang out, a towering mountain peak suddenly appeared at the edge of the stone platform.
As the divine hall was brought out, Qin Fengming also crushed a jade token on the spot.
The situation before him had already exceeded Qin Fengming's psychological endurance. Compared with