Powerful binding force descended upon him. Qin Fengming's Primordial Spirit body seemed to have fallen into a viscous swamp. A powerful soul aura pressed down on him, suddenly filling him with the urge to submit then and there.
Within this strange space, Qin Fengming's soul cultivation was likewise suppressed to the peak Integration stage.
At that moment, Qin Fengming relied on his own soul power to withstand the terrifying soul pressure of a Soul Mosquito Beast at the early Profound Tier, which was only inches away from him. It was no different from an egg striking a rock.
The disparity between them was astonishingly vast. Saying it was like using a heap of sand to hold back a flood would not be an exaggeration.
Death seemed to be right before Qin Fengming's eyes.
At this point, Qin Fengming could not even dream of activating the Ink Crystal Stone talisman array around him. Under the suppression of that terrifying soul aura, he could no longer release even the slightest wisp of divine sense.
This situation had already plunged Qin Fengming into certain death.
That was indeed the truth. Qin Fengming's Primordial Spirit body was caught in the torrent of that terrifying soul aura, seemingly stripped of all power to resist. His gaze was dull, as though he were simply waiting for the end to arrive.
He made no further movement. As he watched the enormous Soul Mosquito Beast phantom suddenly appear before him, its huge beastly figure thrusting its still-illusory but razor-sharp mouthparts straight toward his body, not the slightest change appeared on his face.
At that moment, Qin Fengming seemed to have abandoned resistance altogether. He no longer made any attempt to escape.
Without the slightest anomaly, the enormous, illusory Soul Mosquito Beast phantom smoothly drove its sharp mouthparts into