Qin Fengming knew full well that, with his abilities, trying to negotiate terms with someone as powerful as an existence comparable to a Profound Spirit was no different from courting death.
No matter how important the information he held was, he had no possibility of negotiating terms with a Profound Spirit powerhouse. The two sides simply were not on the same level.
It was like a vicious wolf cooperating with a sheep—the final result would always be the sheep entering the wolf's jaws.
Qin Fengming was not foolish. Of course he understood this clearly. The reason he dared to act this way was that, besides doing so, he had no other means of resolving the predicament before him.
He possessed extremely rich combat experience. The instant that towering Spirit Body suddenly appeared, he had already sensed that a powerful divine sense had locked onto his body.
Although the two sides had initially been six or seven hundred zhang apart, he knew in his heart that the moment he made even the slightest movement, the other party would use methods beyond his imagination to capture and kill him outright.
A distance of several hundred zhang made no difference at all from facing an existence at the Profound Spirit level face-to-face.
If the other party wanted to unleash a thunderous attack without restraint, Qin Fengming would not have even the slightest chance of dodging it at such a distance.
He had repeatedly claimed that he knew the location of a Mahayana Existence's remains and demanded that the other party sign a contract precisely to make that Profound Spirit existence harbor scruples—to make it hesitate to cast powerful techniques recklessly, for fear of harming the remains, and thus complete the contract between it and Dang Ke.
Although this alone was not enough to