When she suddenly saw Qin Fengming's naked body, covered in blood as though he had rolled out from beneath a mountain of blades and axe edges, Hua Huanfei's dazed eyes instantly filled with shock.
In that brief moment, she recalled everything she had experienced before. It had been a wondrous, indescribably exhilarating experience that she found impossible to forget.
Ever since she had entered the formation Qin Fengming had arranged and begun casting techniques to forcibly absorb the spiritual energy he had released into the restriction, she had suddenly entered an extremely mystical state.
The sensation had been difficult to describe. It was as though she had found herself in a sea of emerald-green vines.
It was a wondrous place where countless tough vines, brimming with vitality, intertwined together. The vines had been rough on the surface, their branches spreading everywhere, yet what Hua Huanfei had felt was an incomparably soft sensation.
The vines crisscrossed and intertwined, forming a sea of vines whose breadth and depth she could not fathom.
Hua Huanfei had stepped upon it, feeling as though she were treading on a web of silk. Her feet felt light, and every step gave her the sensation of standing among the clouds.
The feeling had left Hua Huanfei unable to stop. She had leaped and vaulted through the vast sea of vines, like a playful girl who knew no fatigue.
As her body shuttled through the lush vines, which resembled a verdant ocean, clusters of hazy green mist suddenly rose up, as though wisps of green smoke were drifting out from among the vines.
The green smoke spread and gradually obscured the surroundings, enveloping the entire sea of vines in an even more gorgeous scene.
As the hazy green mist surged forth, an even stranger sensation suddenly wrapped around