"Did you plan to use this formation to capture and kill this Qin? You miscalculated. I'll give you a chance to live: withdraw the grand formation and go invite Senior Yihun here." Qin Fengming clasped his hands behind his back and swept his gaze across the entire hall. A faint azure radiance flickered in his eyes before locking onto the middle-aged man with a formation disk already in hand. His voice was somewhat cold.
Zhu Yuan and Kong Ze felt their scalps go numb as waves of chill rose throughout their bodies.
There were more than a hundred Profound Tier cultivators gathered here, and they were inside the main hall of Kongwu City, sealed in by the hall's restrictions. The two men could not summon even the slightest desire to fight, much less find the courage to stake their lives in battle.
This was a hall for receiving Profound Tier experts, and its restrictions were terrifying beyond imagination. Even if they could break through the restriction formation around them, faced with the encirclement of dozens of peak Profound Tier cultivators, the two of them had no hope of victory—not even the slightest intention of fighting arose within them.
Yet when they looked toward Qin Fengming, a strange feeling suddenly welled up in their hearts. Qin Fengming stood there calmly, facing the gathered cultivators and the hall's restrictions without the slightest fear.
The cultivators who had hurriedly dodged away saw Qin Fengming's tranquil expression, and a strange feeling suddenly surged within them as well.
Qin Fengming's fame was immense. No one present was unaware of his deeds. He had dared to stand face-to-face against Ancestor Jiao Wei, the number one person in the Spirit Realm, and had dared to publicly issue a challenge. This alone was enough to show that he