Qin Fengming did not remain idle. With a flip of his hand, he sent the Heaven-Overturning Seal soaring into the air. At the same time, he raised his hand again, causing the Chaos Purple Qi Goblet to float above his head, while he gripped the Dragon Pattern Mystic Tortoise Shell Shield in his hand.
In an instant, he had deployed nearly every defensive measure available to him at that moment.
Facing that enormous beast, he was wary to the extreme.
This enormous beast was far more troublesome than the strange beast he had encountered underground in the Land of Lice Dragons. Back then, he could rely on his movement techniques to dart around and contend with that beast, but this one possessed not only close-range attacks, but also immensely powerful long-range divine abilities.
"Old... Camel... doesn't... doesn't want... to become enemies... with you. Young... young friend, Old Camel... only... only wants to ask you for... for a spirit herb. If you can... give it to me, I promise... not to attack you again."
Just as Qin Fengming and the other two exchanged glances, unsure how to resolve the situation, a dull, muffled sound rang out.
After listening carefully, the three of them finally realized that the muffled sound had actually come from the mouth of the enormous beast before them—and that it was speaking an ancient language of the Upper Realm.
If Qin Fengming had never encountered Ancestor Daoyan's remnant soul, he certainly would not have understood what the beast was saying. But now, he could make out its meaning to some extent.
"Ah, Senior can speak human words, and what you speak is even an ancient language of the Upper Realm. Could it be that you have lived from ancient times until now?" Seeing the enormous beast before him