"With a wave of his hand?"
Qin Shaofeng's eyes widened.
He knew very well that the reason he had been able to make the Three-pronged Saint King submit with two Lightning Talismans was mainly because the talismans restrained him.
To wipe out three thousand ghosts with a mere wave of the hand—
That was already unimaginable.
"Young Master needn't worry so much. Little Poisonous Thing's poison is indeed formidable, and it is true that it can instantly kill someone like me. But his poison must have certain properties as well. That deadly poison that can wipe out three thousand ghosts with a wave of the hand may not pose much of a threat to you." The Three-pronged Saint King seemed afraid of frightening Qin Shaofeng.
"I thought of that too."
Qin Shaofeng nodded and asked, "You still haven't told me—while we're here, how will time pass outside?"
"Roughly ten thousand to one."
Without the slightest hesitation, the Three-pronged Saint King said, "Battles in the Infinite Battlefield are simply too difficult. If time passed at the same rate as outside, the speed of battle would probably not even compare to the speed at which reinforcements arrive. Besides, the River of Time created a battlefield with such a ratio as a means of drawing more experts here. As for anything else, I'm not too sure."
Ten thousand to one. In other words, if they spent ten thousand hours here, only one hour would pass outside.
Even if people from that world truly came, they probably would not fall too far behind.
Having thought it through, Qin Shaofeng nodded at once. "What should we do next? Give me some advice."
After thinking for a moment, Qin Shaofeng directly tossed the question to the Three-pronged Saint King.
No matter how sharp his mind was,