In fearing to strike the rat lest one break the vase, Yu Changtian and True Person Liyang now found themselves in precisely such a predicament.
Although neither of them had taken Qin Fengming seriously, they could not help but be wary of the towering, enormous statue before them, whose exact features they could not make out.
With their knowledge, they naturally knew who this statue represented. One of the seven Primal Saint Venerables of the mighty True Demon Realm—just thinking about it made their hearts go weak.
Even True Person Liyang's true body would feel fear if he encountered the genuine Saintly Venerable Shiyou.
To attack recklessly so close to such a statue was truly beyond their courage.
"Hmph, stop trying to frighten us, brat. You're merely a cultivator at the Demon Venerable stage. What powerful restriction could you possibly set up in an instant? Even if you have laid down some restrictions, the two of us can break them with a single strike. Hurry up and attack. Kill this brat here."
A misty voice rang out, directly urging Yu Changtian and True Person Liyang on.
"Whether the restrictions this Qin set up are powerful or not, you'll know once you try. Perhaps this statue truly has no backlash restriction. As long as the two of you launch a single attack, you might be able to annihilate this Qin here. At that time, you will naturally have fulfilled the blood oath you made earlier. You only have one chance. If you refuse to attack, this Qin will enter the teleportation passage behind him."
Qin Fengming's expression remained calm as he stood at the entrance of the tunnel, where flickering fluorescence shimmered around him. Facing the two Profound Spirit mighty figures, he looked as though he were urging them to make