Qin Fengming did not immediately inspect the storage rings and Spirit Beast Pouches he had searched from the several corpses. Instead, he stared intently at the four old men before him, their eyes dull and vacant. Yet his heart was filled with growing bewilderment.
The expressions these four men revealed at this moment left Qin Fengming utterly puzzled. The looks on all four were bizarre beyond words.
"There's something deeply strange about this situation. It seems that if I want to uncover what happened, I'll have no choice but to risk probing it with my divine sense."
After pondering for a moment, Qin Fengming muttered to himself. He was equally helpless in the face of this situation. If he wanted to determine the cause, he could only take the risk of sending his divine sense into the bodies of these four cultivators and conducting a thorough investigation.
After pausing briefly, Qin Fengming concentrated his divine sense and slowly sent it into the body of one of the cultivators.
Nothing happened when he did not probe, but the moment he did, Qin Fengming was stunned on the spot.
As soon as he drove his divine sense into the Black Fiend Island cultivator's body, he immediately discovered an incomparably powerful divine sense suddenly attacking his own. This divine sense was so powerful that even his own formidable divine sense, comparable to that of an Early Nascent Soul cultivator, felt shaken to the core.
At once, Qin Fengming withdrew his divine sense from the Black Fiend Island cultivator's body.
Facing that powerful divine thought, Qin Fengming felt that if he forcibly battled it, even if he ultimately managed to defeat it, victory would certainly come by the skin of his teeth.
Qin Fengming naturally would not undertake such a mentally draining task.
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