(The name Chen Cheng in the previous chapter was incorrect; it should have been Jiang Tian. It has been corrected. Thanks to the WeChat book friend who pointed it out.)
Ling Chaoyang and Qin Fengming stepped into the cave. Streaks of arclight still shot through the air, but their power had weakened and no longer posed a threat to anyone.
"Those three Fellow Daoists were blasted out of the cave. There must still be hidden restrictions here." Ling Chaoyang looked over the three of them one by one, a trace of lingering fear in his eyes. If he had not trusted Qin Fengming, even the slightest hesitation just now would have left him in the same state as the three of them—skin split and flesh torn, suffering grievous injuries.
"How did you know the restrictions in this cave would be triggered?" The old woman looked at Qin Fengming, her expression gloomy as an intense chill radiated from her body.
Jiang Tian said nothing, but his gaze was sinister and his expression hostile.
The two of them were clearly enraged that Qin Fengming had known the truth about the restrictions all along yet had not stopped them beforehand.
"This is the first time this Qin has come here. I had not yet had time to carefully investigate the restrictions, so how could I have known in advance that they might be triggered? I cried out only because this Qin is unusually sensitive to danger. Since the two of you doubt me, then this Qin will keep his mouth shut from now on." Qin Fengming swept his gaze over their faces, his tone utterly calm.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, you take it too seriously. The two Fellow Daoists were merely anxious; they had no intention of questioning you. The three of you should