Within the pitch-black liquid, from the outside, it looked like a place of empty space where nothing existed.
But upon entering it, Qin Fengming found an entirely different scene.
The liquid looked pitch-black, like ink, yet once inside, Qin Fengming's soul felt a sense of desolation. It seemed as though the liquid had become completely transparent.
Of course, that transparency was merely a sensation, not the true state of things. Yet the feeling was extremely wondrous. It was as if, while standing within the pitch-black liquid, his soul could "see" an extremely distant place.
It was a strange sensation, as though the soul energy surrounding his soul had already fused with it. It was a feeling difficult to put into words.
If he had to describe it concretely, Qin Fengming's soul and the soul treasure controlled by the Soul Devouring Beast had entered the pitch-black liquid together, and he was immediately enveloped from head to toe by a tingling sensation.
That feeling was like a mass of electric current, darting rapidly through his soul and spreading across his entire soul body in an instant.
As the tingling sensation surged throughout him, a heavy crushing force also bore down upon Qin Fengming's soul. It was a strange feeling, as if a tremendous force were squeezing his entire soul.
At the same time, Qin Fengming noticed that the soul energy within his soul was slowly becoming "clear and lucid" beneath the shroud of that tingling sensation.
Although the process was not rapid, Qin Fengming sensed it at once.
Qin Fengming, who already knew something about this, did not find it particularly strange. What he most wanted to know now was the Spirit Pattern within the pitch-black liquid that the Second Profound Soul had mentioned.
Though Qin Fengming desperately wanted to find that