"Indeed, I didn't trigger the hall's restrictions. Thank you, Senior. This junior certainly won't let you down. If one day I truly manage to ascend to the upper realm and attain sufficient strength, I will definitely follow in Senior's footsteps and complete what Senior was unable to."
As Qin Fengming spoke, a mass of gray mist swept up. He felt his body suddenly grow light as a surge of spatial power immediately enveloped him.
Watching Qin Fengming vanish abruptly before him as the mist swept him away, the illusory figure's eyes seemed to reveal wisps of strange emotion.
The shadow stood there without vanishing at once. Instead, it remained motionless for a while.
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 a scroll atop the wooden couch.
A faint hum suddenly rang out, and a cluster of restriction radiance abruptly lit up throughout the vast hall.
Yet when Qin Fengming's figure reappeared and stood in a certain part of the hall, the waves of humming and radiance suddenly fell silent.
Looking at the empty hall where restriction power surged, Qin Fengming felt greatly relieved. The Shadow Incarnation of Du Ming Divine Monarch had indeed not deceived him. This position of Kan was precisely one of the formation foundations of the hall's restrictions.
Presumably, so long as he did not stop too far off target, the hall's restrictions would not be fully triggered.
Qin Fengming stood there without moving for a while. Expressions flickered across his face, and an inscrutable smile seemed to appear at the corner of his lips, lending him a trace of unruliness.
After standing for a moment, Qin Fengming