Upon hearing what He Xuan had said, Hu Fengzheng and the others' expressions flickered and changed rapidly.
He had witnessed the terror of the restrictions on that towering palace with his own eyes. That horrifying attack was not something an ordinary Profound Tier cultivator could withstand.
Hu Fengzheng naturally knew that Qin Fengming's methods were extraordinary, but he had very little confidence that Qin Fengming could withstand that terrifying attack.
Most importantly, even if Qin Fengming had not been killed by the restriction and had ultimately entered the great hall, leaving it would still be no simple matter.
One had to know that, to break through the restrictions on the towering palace, the combined strength of five early Spirit Severing cultivators had barely managed to open a hole several dozen feet across.
Now that only Qin Fengming remained, Hu Fengzheng felt that no matter what, he would be unable to break through it.
If he could not break through the restriction, then whether he survived or not truly made no difference.
However, at this point, Hu Fengzheng naturally would not further demoralize everyone. With a gloomy expression, he gave them an order, then sat down cross-legged where he was with the others, quietly waiting to see whether any pleasant surprise would emerge.
Qin Fengming fell into the black mist containing Chaos. His terrified heart suddenly settled down again. Although the Chaos aura within the mist was intense, under the full-force protection of the Profound Extreme Light around his body, he still managed to resist it.
He had now somewhat understood why he had been swept into that terrifying gray-white radiance. It was probably because most of the energy contained in the attack they had unleashed together to break the formation earlier had come from him.
Whether it was magical power