Qin Shaofeng needed who knew how much time to cultivate.
He truly was not in much of a hurry about whether to proceed to the next stage.
What was more,
the pressure brought by the Hall of Life and Death where they currently were gave him an inexplicable feeling.
It seemed that dealing with the Yin Death Tomb was simply not as easy as he had imagined.
Ximen Lingzhong had not appeared at all during this time.
Yet Qin Shaofeng would not truly believe that Ximen Lingzhong still possessed some overwhelmingly powerful fighting force, allowing him to continue hiding.
This was only the first true checkpoint of the Yin Death Tomb.
If he wanted to pass through here, he still needed to continuously raise his own strength.
The dozens of experts from the Three Continents...
Whenever he thought of those people, a strange feeling arose in his heart.
Seventh Ancestor Zhan Cai'er had actually taken those people as opponents and had even gone to sulk at them.
Yet she did not know
that while the people of the Three Continents displeased him and stirred his killing intent, they were also his reserve Experience Points.
Just as Seventh Ancestor Zhan Cai'er had said.
Those people were all humans, and unless it was necessary, he did not want to make a move against them.
But if there truly was no other way,
those people would become an indispensable factor in helping him pass this stage.
Since that was the case,
he naturally would not waste too much time.
If the people of the Three Continents wanted to stall him, then he would simply cultivate in peace.
In the blink of an eye, another three months passed.
If there had been no special reason, Qin Shaofeng truly would not have wanted to stop.