Faced with the violent soul energy that suddenly erupted, Qin Fengming's heart tightened sharply, and a wave of alarm surged within him. He had never imagined that the detonation of just one soul treasure belonging to Hun Yuan could produce such a terrifying scene.
What kind of spectacle was this? Even Qin Fengming, who had experienced countless things and faced danger countless times, was horrified when the violent, boundless soul energy before him suddenly struck him.
With a thunderous boom, the several-zhang-tall beast head suddenly split apart. A pitch-black liquid, black as ink, burst forth like a breached river dam, shooting in all directions.
An immense aura of soul energy, vast beyond words, was even more like a towering mountain carrying the force of ten thousand jun, suddenly enveloping the entire square.
Just how much soul energy was contained within that beast head was beyond Qin Fengming's imagination. He saw only terrifying energy suddenly appear, instantly filling the square that stretched for several thousand zhang. The black liquid slammed into the surroundings with the force of deadwood being swept away by a gale, spreading throughout the entire square.
Qin Fengming suddenly felt his vision go black. A terrifying force, like the weight of a mountain, swept over his entire body and violently flung his retreating form toward the edge of the square.
Amid a resounding crash, his body slammed heavily into a layer of light that had suddenly appeared at the edge of the square.
Although his soul body could not feel pain, the impact still caused the Soul Core within him to jolt unsteadily, and his soul's mind suddenly became dizzy and clouded.
The soul energy that had suddenly erupted was extremely mixed, and it was filled with an aura that corroded the mind. Qin Fengming's soul instantly felt