Qin Fengming moved with the enormous Insect Mother, several Corpse-Burying Worms with red wing cases leading the way before him, preventing the densely packed mature Corpse-Burying Worms around him from closing in and surrounding him.
Demonic insects blanketed heaven and earth in every direction. There was no light, only darkness everywhere.
Terrifying soul fluctuations permeated the air, and an oppressive sensation filled both body and mind. Leaving aside the dreadful poison within that soul energy, that spiritual oppression alone could make someone of weak resolve suffer a mental collapse in an instant.
Qin Fengming disregarded the terrifying erosion of the soul here and followed the Insect Mother with an unchanged expression, soon leaving the area where the six True Immortals were.
Very satisfied with the Insect Mother's choice, Qin Fengming did not wish to reveal too many of his secrets before those True Immortals either.
After they had gone a considerable distance, the enormous Insect Mother stopped. A wave of sound rippled out, and a divine-sense message again appeared in Qin Fengming's mind.
"Where did you learn of that pattern?"
As the message appeared, a dreadful sensation of scrutiny abruptly descended upon Qin Fengming, making a chill envelop his entire body.
"What is this? Does Senior recognize it?"
Qin Fengming did not answer. Instead, he waved his hand and began circulating the magical energy within his body. His hands formed seals, and the vast Immortal Spirit Energy within him surged, yet he did not unleash any attack.
The Insect Mother did not press him, merely watching Qin Fengming perform his technique.
Suddenly, Qin Fengming jabbed both hands forward. Vast Immortal Spirit Energy surged forth like a breached ocean dike, violently crashing ahead. Within that berserk Immortal Spirit Energy, a Spirit Pattern as thick as an arm suddenly shot out and,