Passing through layer after layer of countless black insects, Qin Fengming still found it difficult to sense where Fang Liang was with his spiritual sense, but he could nevertheless be certain that Fang Liang had not fallen.
There was a soul mark of his within Fang Liang, and the two were connected by their souls. If Fang Liang had met with misfortune, Qin Fengming would have known clearly through that soul connection.
This kind of soul connection could not be obstructed by space. No matter how numerous the demonic insects were, they could not sever the link between their souls.
It was precisely because he sensed that Fang Liang had not fallen that Qin Fengming grew increasingly anxious.
Although not much time had passed, even the Four Symbols Pure Radiance Sword Array—which could contend with a Profound Rank opponent—was already finding it difficult to hold out. Fang Liang and He Xuan, meanwhile, had surely reached the end of their strength, like a spent crossbow and an oil lamp running dry.
If he could not reach the two of them soon, their deaths would only be a matter of time.
Seeing that the Four Symbols Pure Radiance Sword Array could no longer hold out, Qin Fengming did not hesitate. He rapidly tapped the air several times, and four sword rays flashed into existence before shooting back and plunging into his forehead, disappearing without a trace.
Without the protection of the Four Symbols Sword Array, the densely packed black insects surrounding him surged toward Qin Fengming from all directions in an instant, like rolling black waves.
Although the Four Symbols Pure Radiance Sword Array could no longer withstand the black swarm's attacks, Qin Fengming did not feel the slightest panic.
The moment the sword array vanished, he had already raised his hand.