Confronted by the terrifying force that suddenly surged forth, Qin Fengming's face immediately twisted into a savage expression. But at this moment, Qin Fengming was not the least bit flustered. The situation before him had long been within his expectations.
As he unleashed the vast magical power within his body, he had already anticipated that all the restrictions atop the mountain would be activated.
Qin Fengming had long since judged the restrictions at the mountain's summit. It was certain that he could not withstand them, but these restrictions did not possess the power to kill.
As for whether the restrictions inside the hall possessed the ability to destroy him, Qin Fengming did not know.
Yet based on his understanding of restrictions, even if the hall's restrictions possessed offensive power, as long as he could withstand the next wave of attacks when he was swept inside, he would have a chance to survive.
At this point, Qin Fengming no longer considered anything else. His most important task now was to imprison that Chaos spirit treasure in his own hands.
Thus, although Qin Fengming was frightened in his heart as the terrifying force swept over him, he had not lost his reason. Instead, his magical power surged violently as he controlled the Ink Flame Thunder Frog with all his strength, forcibly dragging the enormous flood-serpent along as they shot toward the central hall.
Confronted by the powerful disruptive force that suddenly enveloped his entire body, Gong Gan immediately felt the magical power within his originally towering manifestation draining away like floodwater bursting through a breached dike.
After resisting for only a breath, Gong Gan could no longer endure the loss of magical power within his body. As the incantation within him circulated rapidly, the Great Heavenly Manifestation vanished at once.
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