Qin Fengming was meditating, completely unaware of anything happening around him.
At that moment, he was in an extremely strange region of empty space. It was cold and dark all around, with only tiny specks of starlight occasionally flickering past.
Yet those tiny specks of starlight made Qin Fengming, drifting among them, utterly absorbed.
Whenever a speck appeared, he would draw it into his hand. As for why he was collecting them, Qin Fengming, trapped in a strange state, had no idea.
As time slowly passed, Qin Fengming, eyes closed and drifting aimlessly through the strange region of space, had already gathered a cluster of starlight in his hand.
Although the specks had gathered together, they had not fused.
If Qin Fengming had been awake at that moment and carefully examined the round cluster in his hand, he would have discovered that beneath the surrounding specks of starlight, they were extremely similar to those within the glow outside his body. They could likewise form simple rune patterns.
Although Qin Fengming was collecting the specks of starlight one by one, his consciousness seemed not to be fully awake.
Just as the five Flood Dragons appeared and began voraciously devouring the specks of starlight surrounding them, a strange aura suddenly surged across the previously tranquil island. Heaven and Earth seemed to change in the blink of an eye.
The specks of starlight circling the five Flood Dragons suddenly began moving several times faster.
Moreover, the speed at which the starlight continuously converged from all around the island toward the specks within the glow also suddenly increased severalfold. It was as though the glow, hundreds of zhang across, had suddenly gained a powerful attractive force, giving the starlight that had originally been gathering slowly from all around a burst of momentum and making