Qin Fengming now understood why the two female cultivators had immediately withdrawn after seeing the statue.
The terror of the Phantom God Race was enough to make his back turn cold even when he merely thought about it.
It was obvious that the top sects in the Cultivation World, those that had stood for ages beyond counting, had never abandoned their pursuit of the Phantom God Race. Once they learned where any remnants of the Phantom God Race were hiding, they would surely expend every effort to wipe them out completely.
That underwater space should have been a secret stronghold of the Phantom God Race.
If the cultivators from those top sects learned that they had once entered that hidden place, then given the power of those sects, they would naturally rather kill a thousand innocents than let one guilty person escape—and would directly exterminate every one of them.
The Phantom God Race was an exceedingly terrifying species. Even if only one person remained, they might still rise again, eventually growing powerful enough to swallow the entire human race or even the entire Spirit Realm.
As for the two women's plot to ambush and kill the three of them, Qin Fengming no longer harbored any resentment over it.
If he had known about this matter, he would probably have made the same choice as the two women.
"Two Immortal Fairies, I wronged you earlier. What you did was not wrong. If I had been in your place, I would have done the same. However, do you know how to investigate whether the so-called 'spores' have entered one's body?"
Although he did not feel the slightest discomfort in his body, he had entered that hidden stronghold and plundered it thoroughly. Whether he had already fallen into the other side's trap left