"Saintly Venerable, why don't you tell me what this is about?" Qin Fengming's thoughts raced. Although he did not wish to become entangled with Saintly Venerable Qing Kui, after some consideration, he still opened his mouth to ask.
Qin Fengming's expression remained calm. Under Saintly Venerable Qing Kui's gaze, not the slightest trace of panic appeared.
At this moment, as far as inner composure and tranquility went, even Han Xufeng and the others could not compare with Qin Fengming.
Qin Fengming was quick-witted. After scanning the crowd, he already understood why they were confronting each other here without anyone making a move to seize the Star Fixing Plate.
At this moment, the Star Fixing Plate was suspended within a huge gap resembling a dragon's mouth in a towering mountain peak.
This towering mountain peak, shaped like a dragon's head, was different from the others. Its surface was embedded with patches of scale-like objects, making it look as though a gigantic dragon's head had been petrified.
Since they could neither fly nor use magic power or soul energy, the only way for everyone to obtain the Star Fixing Plate was to climb the towering mountain with their bare hands and enter the dragon's mouth.
However, this mountain was not one that just anyone could climb at will. While climbing it, they also had to be wary of the terrifying Spirit Pattern arcs possibly hidden within the mountain. The danger was truly difficult to describe.
Saintly Venerable Qing Kui looked at Qin Fengming, his gaze deep and his eyes flashing with brilliant light.
He was extremely curious. The young man before him was clearly only at the Profound Tier peak, yet his aura was steady, without the slightest trace of killing intent. It was truly remarkable that such a cultivator could appear