Recalling what had happened earlier, Qin Fengming felt as though he had lingered in a dream for some time.
Although this experience had been full of twists and turns, he had gained a great deal from it. More importantly, he had figured out the specifics of that enormous rune, which left him tremendously excited.
Qin Fengming had not remained unconscious for long. The moment his mind grew hazy, he was startled awake by an immense aura and a deafening chanting sound.
However, this awakening did not mean sensing his surroundings. Instead, he found himself immersed in a strange space.
It was an eerie space filled with terrifying flashes of lightning. Each bolt was so long it seemed capable of spreading through endless reaches of the void. At first sight, it left Qin Fengming stunned, unable to move or do anything.
Yet after his brief daze, he regained consciousness amid the deafening waves of sound assaulting him.
Qin Fengming, suddenly jolted awake, was immediately enveloped by the overwhelming aura of runes radiating from the enormous lightning bolts surging and twisting around him. In an instant, he understood that the bolts of lightning soaring and wheeling around him were actually enormous, indescribably long runes.
But that momentary clarity plunged him into another daze.
He suddenly discovered that although he could withstand the waves of sound filling the surroundings, the astonishing aura revealed by each rune was something his current cultivation level was fundamentally incapable of enduring.
What astonished Qin Fengming greatly was that those enormous, indescribable runes, which could easily annihilate him, were terrifying beyond measure in power, yet posed little threat to his physical body.
Apart from feeling waves of terrifying tearing force descend upon his flesh, he did not suffer any dangerous attack.
Although that tearing aura was enough to