At that moment, after the five Flood Dragons fended off the Asura Heavenly Silk's attack, Qin Fengming was once again shrouded in five-colored rays. He continued circulating the cultivation art within his body with all his might, frantically absorbing the dense netherworld and spiritual energy in this place.
It was not that he did not know the gravity of the situation, yet still persisted despite knowing how dangerous this place was.
The reason was that the five Flood Dragons were still circling around him, and an even denser five-colored sphere of light enveloped his body. The tremendous netherworld and spiritual energy all around him surged toward him like a river bursting its banks, pouring into his location in a frenzy.
Qin Fengming naturally wanted the five Flood Dragons to conceal themselves, after which he would hide inside the divine hall's fog. As for letting the several powerful beings know that he possessed a Primordial Profound Treasure, he had not even considered it at this moment.
What lay before him now was how to survive at the hands of these terrifyingly powerful existences.
What left him utterly speechless, however, was that the five Flood Dragons paid no attention at all to the powerful existences surrounding them. Instead, they continued absorbing the tremendous soul energy around them of their own accord, gathering the vast netherworld and spiritual energy and frantically injecting it into Qin Fengming's body.
Although he had been passively absorbing the energy surrounding him, he had still clearly taken the words and expressions of everyone present into his mind.
He could vaguely sense that Fairy Yaoxi and Blood Charm Saint Ancestor appeared to be conversing calmly without saying anything substantive, yet there was an intention to form an alliance between them. Moreover, they seemed to be trying to delay for