Qin Fengming found himself in a scene of heaven and earth that was very similar to the one Mu Lingfeng had once comprehended. However, it was more real, and far grander and clearer, than the scene Mu Lingfeng had seen.
The scene was filled with crisscrossing mountains and rivers, winding streams, lakes, and waterways. Thick clouds churned overhead, while terrifying blue-black bolts of lightning streaked through the sky, like dazzling blades cleaving and hacking across heaven and earth. Amid the rampaging Lightning Arc, dark cracks appeared in the void one after another, while deep ravines formed across the earth, creating a terrifying and ghastly sight.
Yet those cracks and ravines did not remain for long. In the blink of an eye, they would recover.
Even so, Qin Fengming was still shaken by what he saw before him. His eyes shone brightly, and his heart pounded.
He clearly sensed that the terrifying black clouds and the lightning splitting the sky posed not the slightest threat to him. Not only were they not dangerous, they even felt extremely familiar, as though those bolts of lightning shared the same origin as he did.
The only thing was, Qin Fengming did not know how to control this scene and turn it into an attack.
Suddenly, Qin Fengming's heart trembled. He abruptly discovered that Spirit Patterns had appeared throughout the heaven and earth around him. The Spirit Patterns shot through the air, and the scene that had been clear moments before suddenly grew hazy.
In an instant, the world that had seemed real shattered into pieces before collapsing completely, once again becoming countless Spirit Patterns that streaked and darted through the air.
Qin Fengming suddenly opened his eyes. He was still seated cross-legged within the enormous fluorescent glow formed by the five small beasts. Spirit