Facing the uncanny old man before him, Qin Fengming's wariness reached its utmost limit. Judging from what the old man had revealed, he was unquestionably a terrifying existence.
Although the old man had shown not the slightest killing intent, Qin Fengming knew that killing him would require no effort at all.
What left Qin Fengming speechless, however, was that the old man simply stood before him. No matter how respectfully he bowed or how politely he pleaded, the old man remained motionless, watching him with an unchanging gaze.
Qin Fengming could discern not the slightest emotion in those unfathomably deep eyes, and chills rose all over his body.
Their stalemate lasted a full hour, yet the black-robed old man showed no change whatsoever. From beginning to end, he had not moved an inch.
"Since you are unwilling to remove the restrictive spell here and allow this junior to leave, Senior, I shall venture to study it and attempt to break this formation myself. Surely you will not blame me for that?"
Another hour passed, and anger inevitably began to rise in Qin Fengming's heart. Though the old man before him was a mighty expert, he had neither spoken a single word nor made any movement from beginning to end. He seemed to be standing there merely to watch Qin Fengming make a fool of himself.
Since that was the case, wasting time in this stalemate was no solution. Rune patterns filled this place. With such an opportunity before him, he might as well carefully study the profound mysteries within these spirit patterns.
After saying this, he bowed to the black-robed old man, then paid him no further heed. Turning, he started forward, intending to move away from the old man and find a spot where he could properly contemplate the