At that moment, the state of Qin Fengming's sea of consciousness was extremely bizarre. The Primordial Saint Soul had invaded it, and the entire sea of consciousness was shrouded in a dense, strange mist.
Within this mist, even the Five Dragons Profound Yellow Universe could not manifest the power of laws.
That mass of Primordial Saint Soul mist likewise emitted no aura of laws. It was precisely because of this that the Thunder Soul Pagoda could contend with it, attacking it in a mutual assault.
Now, the Thunder Soul Pagoda was clearly nearly depleted of energy and had fallen completely into the disadvantage, no longer displaying the fierce attacks it had unleashed before.
Qin Fengming could not probe the Thunder Soul Pagoda in detail. When the Primordial Saint Soul locked onto him again, a feeling of dread suddenly surged in his heart.
The Primordial Saint Soul's possession of a pair of eyes made it terrifying enough to make Qin Fengming wary. Even with the Five Dragons Profound Yellow Universe, he did not dare relax in the slightest.
"Whether you possess intelligence or not, this Qin will fight you to the death today." Qin Fengming suddenly roared.
He formed hand seals and rapidly urged the Treasure Control Art, which he had not yet fully comprehended. In an instant, intricate Spirit Patterns flashed into existence one after another and sank into the enormous round bowl beneath his feet.
In that instant, the void roiled. A vast energy, like the Milky Way bursting its banks, suddenly surged out of the not-so-large round bowl, while waves of terrifying dragon roars resounded throughout the scene.
Sensing the vast energy suddenly emerge, Qin Fengming, standing atop the round bowl, was struck with astonishment.
That energy was actually pure soul energy. Although he felt that the energy