After a single strike, Qin Fengming already knew that he could not easily break through this sturdy palace door. His thoughts raced, and he immediately turned his attention to the luminous apparition that had emerged.
With his experience, he naturally saw at a glance that this apparition possessed no great power, and his heart eased a little. But his thoughts soon raced again, and he voiced his doubts.
"You actually know my name?" Upon suddenly hearing Qin Fengming address him, the face shrouded in murky yellow light immediately showed disbelief.
This face had not remained dormant all this time. He had been awakened several times, so he knew that an exceedingly long time had passed since he established this secondary residence. Moreover, none of the cultivators he had encountered before had known his origins.
Yet the young cultivator before him had recognized his identity at a glance. That truly startled him.
What startled him was how this young man, who was merely at the Ghost Lord stage, could be so familiar with his identity—and seemingly feel no fear of him whatsoever.
"Could you also be a Mahayana cultivator from the True Ghost Realm, someone who left a contingency in this realm and has now awakened again?"
The face's expression flickered rapidly. Without waiting for Qin Fengming to speak, he suddenly blurted out another question.
The being within the face knew that an immensely long time had passed since those days. By now, even he no longer knew whether his original self was still alive.
If his original self had perished, the succeeding hall master naturally could not still bear his appearance.
Thus, a possibility immediately occurred to him.
"Who this Qin is does not matter. Senior, you spoke of leaving contingencies in this realm. Could there be others who have