The vortex on the sea shrouded in mist looked as though it had been forcibly blasted open by the mist itself—a gigantic hollow formed when a vast current of air surged out and churned the seawater.
Even Qin Fengming was stunned on the spot by such a shocking sight.
Yet Qin Fengming, still reeling from the shock, suddenly trembled, and his eyes abruptly turned toward the depths of the enormous hollow.
After sensing carefully, he could clearly feel that within the thick mist surging out in streams, there was a soul aura that felt exceedingly familiar to him.
"How is that possible? Although this aura is extremely faint, it feels incredibly profound?"
The more carefully he sensed it, the more astonished Qin Fengming became. He felt that the wisp of aura within the mist gave him the sensation of facing a vast, boundless energy.
Forcefully stabilizing himself, Qin Fengming stood amid the ceaselessly surging mist, his expression extremely solemn.
He gathered his thoughts and pondered with all his might, yet he still could not recall where the source of this somewhat familiar soul aura lay. However, he was already certain that the soul aura contained within the mist truly had some connection with him.
Although he had not determined the aura's source, Qin Fengming had a vague feeling that this soul aura did not belong to anyone he knew in the Human Realm.
The purity of that wisp of soul aura made him feel certain that it was absolutely not something a cultivator of the Human Realm could possess.
Steadying his mind, Qin Fengming controlled his body amid the surging mist for a long while before his gaze gradually cleared.
"Regardless of what secret lies within this black hole, since it is in the Human Realm, this Qin will get