Zeng Ping was pleasantly surprised. She had experienced the current state of her meridians before—that had been the scene produced when five True Immortal Mighty experts joined hands to cast a technique. Yet now Qin Fengming alone had accomplished what those five Mighty experts had done back then.
The reason she had asked five True Immortals to act was because Zeng Ping had been young at the time. Even golden immortal mighty experts had not dared to make a move, because the slightest slip could have snapped every inch of Zeng Ping's meridians and shattered her fleshly body.
Only True Immortals, with their fine control over Heaven and Earth energy, had dared to act.
Although a very long time had passed, Zeng Ping remembered it clearly. The swelling sensation her meridians had suffered then was almost identical to this moment. The five elemental energies in her body were balanced and intertwined with one another, revealing not the slightest explosive might. Only the swelling power of the Spirit Patterns within the energy was abundant, expanding her meridians, and it abruptly made Zeng Ping think of that swelling feeling when heavenly tribulation energy entered the body.
The female cultivator had no time to investigate. She cast aside every distracting thought and began casting the technique with her entire heart and mind.
Time slowly passed. Qin Fengming continuously released Spirit Patterns, merging them into the five elemental energies. His expression slowly grew grave, and fine beads of sweat seeped out across his cheeks.
Such a state was rare for him. It showed that Qin Fengming's mental and physical strength was being consumed to an enormous degree.
Time slowly passed. The few people in the great hall could only see two hazy figures sitting cross-legged within the restriction, constantly casting techniques. They could not