Qin Fengming's actions at this moment would have left Fairy Shami utterly astonished if she had witnessed them.
One had to understand that within this immeasurable sea of demonic insects, forcibly casting a powerful secret art or using a Chaos spirit treasure was an extremely dangerous undertaking. Doing so required a cultivator to expend a tremendous amount of magical power.
If he could escape the demonic insects' encirclement, that would be one thing. But if he failed to accomplish it in one stroke, then the cultivator, deprived of the support of his magical power, would meet only one end: being devoured by the swarm and perishing within the sea of insects.
It could be said that even Fairy Shami would not dare commit such a mad act.
But Qin Fengming had done so, and without the slightest hesitation. There was no other reason than that emerald-green little gourd. As long as he had that little gourd, he had no need to worry about exhausting his magical power.
Actually, even without that little gourd, Qin Fengming would still have dared to unleash all the magical power in his body and drive the Gluttonous Heaven and Earth Pot with all his might, relying on the many pills he carried.
Taking pills to forcibly stimulate the energy of his Pill Sea could cause considerable aftereffects. In serious cases, it might even leave behind a Dao wound that was difficult to heal. If it had been another cultivator—even a Profound level existence—they generally would not have forcibly taken those pills that could rapidly replenish their magical power before reaching the end of the road.
Qin Fengming, however, did not fear suffering a Dao wound. He had pills on him specifically meant to treat Dao wounds.
A tremendous beastly roar rang out, and a ferocious