The one who sent the voice transmission was naturally the true soul essence. Qin Fengming was certain of this without a doubt.
The voice transmission had been extremely brief, conveying little information to Qin Fengming. Although it had been short, Qin Fengming had not sensed any unusual urgency from the true soul essence in that voice transmission.
With this confirmation, Qin Fengming naturally felt greatly relieved.
As for why the true soul essence wanted him to restore the altar's restriction, Qin Fengming had not investigated further. Since the information had been sent by the true soul essence at such enormous cost, it was naturally of the utmost importance.
Restoring the altar's restriction array was extraordinarily difficult for Qin Fengming at present. Although he had comprehended and broken through the altar's restriction, he did not dare claim that he could redeploy and activate it.
But Qin Fengming had never been one to give up on himself. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately began trying. Knowing that the altar was already filled with pure soul energy, he set up a simple isolation array around it without the slightest hesitation.
Time passed slowly. The altar remained calm, as though nothing had happened.
After a very long time, a faint hum suddenly rose from the altar. The sound was extremely soft, like a zither string abruptly plucked.
But in only an instant, the humming began to swell.
As the sound grew louder, the soul mist atop the altar suddenly surged violently. Its aura swelled and churned, and the layer of restriction Qin Fengming had set up immediately shattered apart like a torn curtain.
The barrier wall broke apart, and the soul mist atop the altar suddenly erupted.
Yet the mist did not spread in all directions. It only swelled violently, refusing to disperse outward.