"Don't go near that foot. It looks like Spirit Patterns are spreading across it."
Qin Fengming suddenly spoke up, stopping Venerable Feng Ji, who was about to advance. His face was filled with wariness. He had sensed something unusual, though it was not obvious. It seemed that a faint energy fluctuation—almost impossible to detect—was clinging to the surface of the Giant Foot.
If not for the Pure Spirit Divine Eye, he would not have noticed it either.
"Ah, Fellow Daoist, retreat!" Qin Fengming shouted again only moments later.
However, Qin Fengming's successive warnings still came too late. Just as his words left his mouth, Venerable Feng Ji abruptly stopped. At the same time, a mass of energy fluctuations surged swiftly from the towering beast's foot ahead. Without the slightest pause, that fluctuation had already enveloped Venerable Feng Ji's body.
Venerable Feng Ji sensed nothing at all. Reacting swiftly, he immediately shot backward.
Just as Venerable Feng Ji's body flew backward through the air, it suddenly seemed to freeze. His entire body stiffened before he plunged toward the ground. Amid a booming crash, Venerable Feng Ji fell heavily onto a huge boulder.
"Fellow Daoist, how do you feel?" Qin Fengming called out, but he did not approach Venerable Feng Ji.
That unidentifiable fluctuation was clearly strange. He had to be careful. When facing unknown danger, caution was more important than anything else.
After calling out several times in succession, Venerable Feng Ji still did not answer, making Qin Fengming even more cautious.
Standing a dozen or so meters away from Venerable Feng Ji, Qin Fengming carefully released his divine sense. It slowly approached Venerable Feng Ji, who lay motionless on the huge rock, his entire body sprawled out as though frozen solid.
Venerable Feng Ji's entire body was wrapped in a