At that moment, Qin Fengming's soul spirit had stopped at the edge of this enormous cavern. A restriction on the cave wall flickered intermittently.
If it had been merely a single flash of fluctuation, it might not have caused Qin Fengming's soul spirit to stop there.
The underground cavern was quite spacious, and restrictions existed all around on the surrounding stone walls. It was perfectly normal for the fluctuations of restrictions to flicker.
The reason he had stopped was probably that the fluctuations flickering from this section of stone wall differed in color from those elsewhere. Amid the streaks of cyan fluctuations, a blue-gray fluctuation would occasionally appear.
If Qin Fengming's divine sense had not been powerful enough, then even if another cultivator—Fang Liang, for example—had investigated this place, he would certainly not have discovered that a blue-gray fluctuation was hidden among the streaks of cyan light.
Standing before the stone wall with its unusual fluctuations, Qin Fengming's soul spirit wore a gloomy, helpless expression.
He was not present in his true body and did not possess the Pure Spirit Divine Eye. He could not see the strange presence on the stone wall before him with his eyes alone.
However, since something was abnormal about the restriction here, there was one possibility: the place where the aura of plants and trees emanated from might be within this stone wall's restriction.
Retreating a hundred zhang, Qin Fengming's soul spirit raised a hand, and a strand of Sword Qi shot out.
Amid a thunderous roar, three blue-gray arcs of light suddenly appeared on the stone wall. Just before the Sword Qi touched the wall, they blocked it in midair.
Cyan light flashed, sweeping over and annihilating the silver Sword Qi. The three arcs did not disappear. Instead, their cyan radiance flickered violently,