"This is Chenhuang Hall. Could Senior be the artifact spirit of this hall?" Qin Fengming quickly considered the matter and hurriedly asked.
As far as he remembered, he had no recollection whatsoever of Myriad Phenomena Palace, much less any knowledge of Chenhuang Hall.
But after his thoughts raced, he still felt that this was the most suitable question for the circumstances.
Having remained within this hall for who knew how many tens of thousands of years, regardless of what its master was or what realm he had reached, it was only proper for Qin Fengming to address him as Senior.
"Artifact spirit of the hall? Hahaha. It seems you weren't a formally selected member of Myriad Phenomena Palace, so you don't know what Chenhuang Hall is. Moreover, you seem to lack True Demon Qi, so it appears you aren't a member of my Holy Realm either. But since you've entered Chenhuang Hall, you must undergo a trial. Before that, tell me—why has no one come to challenge Chenhuang Hall for such a long time?"
The voice was ethereal. Immediately after Qin Fengming's question, it rang out swiftly beside his ear.
Hearing the voice sound again, Qin Fengming's heart settled. There was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in those ethereal words, and the speaker seemed to harbor no displeasure that Qin Fengming was not a disciple of Myriad Phenomena Palace.
"Your junior also doesn't know why no cultivators have entered here all these years. I entered this place by sheer accident. Five late Profound Spirit stage peak cultivators came with me."
Though the voice had shown no displeasure, Qin Fengming still thought rapidly and did not conceal anything, telling the truth.
"By sheer accident? The foundation of my Myriad Phenomena Palace lies tens of thousands of zhang beneath the earth. Let