Qin Fengming and the others had just left the Marketplace when a shrill roar suddenly rang out from a mountain peak not far away. Everyone turned to look toward it.
In an instant, Qin Fengming and the others all tensed.
The cry had come from an old man. He was sitting cross-legged atop the mountain peak, surrounded by surging, chaotic mist. He let out a shrill roar as his body shook violently. His face was pale, his eyes tightly shut, and both hands clawed wildly at the air. It seemed he had not regained consciousness and could not break free from that state of communicating with the void's soul energy.
Several cultivators surrounded the old man. Clearly, they had gathered together to perform the technique.
The other cultivators also had taut expressions. Soul energy steamed from their entire bodies, and they seemed to be struggling to hold on.
"Could this be the danger that appears when the soul energy within one's body can no longer hold out?" He Xuan's expression was grave, and his heart was taut. He was only at the late Profound Tier, making his cultivation the weakest among them.
The maid of Immortal Fairy Leng Yan also paled slightly, fear showing in her eyes.
"It's fine. We have pills that can rapidly replenish soul energy. In addition, we're performing the technique together, so this shouldn't happen to us." Qin Fengming spoke, reassuring He Xuan and Immortal Fairy Leng Yan's maid.
Just as the eight stopped, another cultivator's shrill cry rang out in the distance. Another cultivator had been unable to hold out and had fallen into some kind of danger.
Immediately afterward, cultivators began showing abnormalities one after another, falling into a dazed, senseless state.
In a short time, cultivators repeatedly ran into trouble atop the mountains