The earthenware jar was a spatial treasure, but it possessed no spatial escape ability. It failed to escape the area enclosed by Qin Fengming's two hands, buzzing and trembling between his palms yet unable to break free.
The soul energy of this world shook violently, putting Qin Fengming on high alert.
"Fortunately, this earthenware jar isn't an offensive treasure, but merely a container." Qin Fengming gripped the enormous jar tightly and forcibly infused it with his own soul energy. At last, he sensed that the jar's struggle was beginning to weaken.
With this kind of container treasure, as long as one erased the original cultivator's imprint on it, one could take control of it.
Naturally, this posed no difficulty for Qin Fengming. He brought out curse patterns and infused them with his surging soul energy. The soul imprint of Zou Rui condensed on the earthenware jar was erased bit by bit by Qin Fengming.
Half an hour later, the earthenware jar had stopped struggling.
Qin Fengming sensed it carefully. Suddenly, his eyes flew wide open. The soul energy inside the earthenware jar left him utterly stunned on the spot.
The earthenware jar was hollow, yet inside it was actually a Sumeru Space. The space was vast and boundless. When Qin Fengming probed it with his divine sense, he could not immediately reach its edges; it covered at least several hundred thousand miles.
What shocked Qin Fengming most was that such a vast space stored an unquantifiable amount of soul energy.
The soul energy was as dense as an ocean, surging turbulently at the bottom of the earthenware jar. When Qin Fengming's divine sense touched it, his expression abruptly changed. Within that boundless sea of soul energy, Qin Fengming sensed countless illusory figures. They were densely packed, as though the entire