"Human fellow cultivator, do you know my origins?"
When the demon saw that his opponent had stopped attacking, he did not immediately reveal the trump card he could produce to sway him. Instead, he first asked this.
"Hmm. Whether I know your origins or not is of no consequence. You're nothing more than demons who wanted to launch a sneak attack on the cultivators of my Human Realm. But since you've brought it up yourself, I'll listen carefully." What the other party had said was precisely what Qin Fengming had long wanted to know.
Three sealed demons had appeared here for no apparent reason. There had to be some hidden secret involved.
"Fellow cultivator, it seems that another Three Realms War is about to begin, doesn't it?" This demon was exceedingly crafty. Knowing that his opponent's interest had definitely been aroused and that he would not attack him again for the moment, he also stopped being anxious.
"Hmm. You're right. In another dozen years or so, the Three Realms War will begin."
"That explains it. The various Restrictive Spells set up here back then were precisely calculated by the array master of my clan. They were designed to reveal a flaw after one hundred and fifty thousand years, allowing you human cultivators to discover them. It seems that Old Ancestor Feng's calculations back then were not mistaken.
"It's just that no one expected the sealing Restrictive Spell to deviate from its intended course, causing another member of my clan and me to awaken on our own after surviving for only a little over a hundred thousand years. Although we regained consciousness inside that lump of ice, we could not leave it in the slightest. The Restrictive Spell was simply too powerful, far beyond our ability to break.
"Trapped alone inside