The body formed from his divine sense had not vanished. In a short while, it had already explored this pitch-black region.
Qin Fengming was not surprised that this place was a space. The instant he sensed the body of divine sense vanish and lost his connection with it, he had already expected as much.
However, the fact that there was actually a cultivator here still made his heart jolt, and he abruptly heightened his vigilance.
The body of divine sense could not determine whether that cultivator was dead or alive. It had immediately retreated upon seeing him.
Qin Fengming withdrew the body of divine sense. His eyes flickered, and although he remained vigilant, he felt no great fear. Since he had come here, regardless of the man's condition, he had to go and take a look.
Divine soul energy filled this place. It was pitch-black all around, and his divine sense could probe only a few dozen kilometers.
The place had clearly been modified. Grooves lay scattered across the ground in a disorderly fashion. Qin Fengming carefully swept his gaze over them and immediately discovered wisps of divine soul energy slowly flowing through the grooves, crisscrossing like streams.
Qin Fengming's eyes flickered, and his heart suddenly stirred.
These grooves filled with flowing divine soul energy looked extremely similar to Spirit Pattern spell incantations. Yet after sensing his surroundings, Qin Fengming did not detect the slightest manifestation of any restrictive power.
There was not even the aura of restrictions on the ground, let alone any formation arranged overhead.
Turning to look behind him, Qin Fengming could easily see a cyan-black barrier not far away, standing like a gigantic stone wall.
Qin Fengming drew a deep breath. Without hesitation, he immediately walked toward the lake ahead.
There was no obstruction, nor did