"Indeed, I did not trigger the main hall's restrictions. Thank you, Senior. I certainly won't disappoint your expectations. If I truly manage to ascend to the upper realm one day and attain sufficient strength, I will follow in your footsteps and complete what you were unable to."
As Qin Fengming's words left his mouth, a mass of gray, hazy mist swept up. He felt his body grow light, and a surge of spatial power immediately enveloped him.
As Qin Fengming was swept away by the mist and abruptly vanished before him, strands of strange emotion seemed to surface in the phantom's eyes.
The phantom stood where it was. It did not immediately disappear, but instead remained motionless for a time.
When Qin Fengming's vision brightened, he did not hesitate in the slightest. He immediately swept up the wooden couch beside him and shot toward one side.
As his figure flashed, his right hand had already seized one of the scrolls atop the wooden couch.
A faint buzzing suddenly rang out, and a cluster of restriction luminescence abruptly flared within the vast main hall.
Yet when Qin Fengming's figure reappeared and he stood in a certain area of the main hall, the buzzing and luminescence suddenly fell silent.
Looking at the empty main hall where restriction power surged, Qin Fengming felt greatly relieved. Du Ming Divine Monarch's Shadow Incarnation truly had not deceived him. This position, Kan, was indeed one of the formation cores of the main hall's restrictions.
Presumably, so long as he did not stop too far off target, the main hall's restrictions would not be fully triggered.
Qin Fengming stood where he was without moving for a time. Expressions flickered across his face, and a trace of an unfathomable smile suddenly appeared at the corners of his mouth,