The old man surnamed Fang's words caused everyone present to abruptly change expression. Anyone could understand that in the Chaos Realm, Qin Fengming had once been ambushed and attacked by this Mahayana cultivator surnamed Fang.
From their brief exchange, however, it was impossible to tell who had gained the upper hand in that battle.
"Hmm, this Qin has no interest in compensation. Fellow Daoist only needs to withstand one strike from me. After that strike, our past enmity will be written off, and this Qin will no longer pursue the matter." A smile suddenly appeared on Qin Fengming's face. When he spoke, his tone was utterly undisturbed.
"This Fang admits he cannot withstand that sealing method of yours. You should state your conditions directly."
Qin Fengming's words reached the ears of the Fang family cultivator, causing his expression to suddenly change.
He recalled the scene from back then in the Chaos Realm. Thirty or forty Mahayana cultivators had joined forces to surround the young man before them in a stretch of mountains. They had thought capturing him would be effortless, after which they could divide up the treasures on his person. Yet the result had been that more than half of those thirty or forty Mahayana cultivators had died or been wounded, and only a dozen or so had safely escaped the other party's strange sealing restriction.
Whenever he thought of that scene, the Fang family cultivator still felt icy all over and was filled with lingering fear.
He had carefully considered it before. Even in the Three Realms, with the strength of the Mahayana stage and the ability to unleash every Mahayana technique, he could not imagine what method they could use to overcome the strange sealing restriction Qin Fengming had activated.
If he were truly enveloped by that