The Tribulation Cloud in the sky had yet to completely disperse, so what could make Qin Fengming reveal such an expression at this moment was naturally a situation related to the heavenly tribulation.
He had actually discovered that in the surrounding world, there were densely packed motes of faint azure dust, like fine sand ground into hundreds of grains.
What was that? It actually carried the same aura as the azure star-points within his body before, with faint divine-soul energy radiating from it.
Those indescribably tiny azure dust motes shared Qin Fengming's own divine-soul aura. In this stretch of heaven and earth, washed by the heavenly tribulation, dense divine-soul energy already filled the air. If it were anyone else, even if they released their divine sense with all their might, no one would be able to detect those divine-soul dust motes.
"Could it be that those azure star-points were not destroyed, but were instead shattered by the annihilating might of the heavenly tribulation lightning into even smaller azure particles?"
Qin Fengming's mind thundered. Paying no heed to the majestic medicinal power he had just refined within his body, he abruptly drove the incantation patterns of the Treasure-Refining Ghost Art with his mind, and the Ghost Beast that had just been drawn back into his body manifested once more behind him.
The Ghost Beast roared and suddenly stepped out. A mass of azure, ghostly shimmering fluorescence bloomed from its body. The fluorescence sprayed outward, covering an area of twenty to thirty zhang in radius, and countless Spirit Patterns surfaced within it, weaving back and forth.
"Haha... hahahaha..."
A burst of laughter suddenly rang out. A mouthful of thick blood was immediately spat out by Qin Fengming, and a cloud of bloodlight appeared on the spot. He was wild with joy. Those