"I won't drive the divine palace. I'll only pour magical power into it and see what you can do to me."
As the divine palace passed through an invisible barrier wall with immense obstructive force, Qin Fengming entered the void formed by the black-red flames along with it.
Sensing the divine palace suddenly assailed by an unparalleled, terrifying force of compression, the magical power within Qin Fengming immediately surged into it like a river bursting its banks.
Although he sensed a soul-corroding force that made his heart tremble violently acting on the divine palace as well, he paid it no heed. He neither brought out soul energy to resist it nor did anything else, simply allowing that powerful soul-corroding force to envelop the divine palace.
The towering divine palace was as resilient as a Chaos spirit treasure. Though the force of compression here was formidable, it was a force Qin Fengming could withstand with his physical body alone, so it naturally could not truly do anything to the divine palace.
Since Qin Fengming neither controlled nor drove the divine palace, the soul energy he consumed was naturally greatly reduced. Although he still felt the soul energy within him vanishing in great quantities, the rate of disappearance had already fallen within what he could endure.
Sensing no other attacks appearing, Qin Fengming's heart relaxed further.
As he sensed the terrifying soul-corroding force surrounding him, a surge of delighted surprise suddenly welled up within Qin Fengming.
Although such powerful soul corrosion could not possibly have any directly fatal effect on a Mahayana cultivator, if a magic treasure brought out by a Mahayana cultivator were enveloped by this powerful soul-corroding force, Qin Fengming was certain that it could absolutely dissolve the Mahayana divine sense attached to the treasure in a short time, causing