The icy chill assailed his body, wrapping him entirely within it. Countless sharp needles stabbed at the surface of his body, and Qin Fengming instantly felt waves of numb stiffness throughout him, as though all his flesh and blood had gone numb and lost sensation.
As his body sank into the frigid pool, Qin Fengming's perception was severely suppressed. The pool water's erosion of his physical body only made him frown slightly and could not pose any real danger. Venerable Feng Ji had clearly adapted to the pool's corrosive effects and sank toward its depths ahead of Qin Fengming.
The Ice Soul aura here was somewhat useful to Qin Fengming and could temper his divine abilities and techniques. What he had not expected, however, was that just as he headed toward the depths of the pool, a puppet that had been watching over the Silver Sheath Worms suddenly sent him an urgent message. Qin Fengming abruptly stopped and stood motionless in the water.
Ever since the Silver Sheath Worms had last gathered together in clusters, nothing unusual had happened to them.
Worried that some mishap might occur, Qin Fengming had therefore kept a puppet watching over them. Now that the Silver Sheath Worms had actually changed, his heart immediately tightened.
The Silver Sheath Worms were the spirit insects Qin Fengming had placed the greatest hopes in. Nothing could be allowed to happen to them.
A voice transmission then entered Venerable Feng Ji's ears. "Fellow Daoist, explore the pool first. Several of my spirit insects seem to be acting strangely, and I need to make some arrangements."
After sending the voice transmission, Qin Fengming immediately sank his mind into the space within the Hundred Solutions Amulet.
The instant he saw the Silver Sheath Worms, Qin Fengming's heart clenched. The enormous mass