"An attack at Forty Steps!?"
The color drained from Qin Shaofeng's face in an instant.
Seven years of peace.
Qin Shaofeng had never truly believed that nothing like this would happen. Whenever no one was watching, he had used the rules to continuously imprint the restrictions he had learned onto his restriction flags.
The Ranked Restriction Flag had already neared its peak, yet through his constant imprints, it had reached its current limit.
Yet even imprints at that limit could not possibly prove effective against these attacks.
What depressed Qin Shaofeng even more was—
These attacks had come too quickly and too abruptly. He had not sensed the slightest warning beforehand, and it was already far too late to deploy his restriction flags now.
"Where is that Elder Bu?"
"Why did someone set up a killing restriction here without anyone noticing?"
This was the only thought left in Qin Shaofeng's mind.
But in the next instant, he understood why.
Just as more than a dozen attacks were about to strike him, three black-clad figures appeared before him.
Though these three wore fitted black garments and veils over their faces, with one a path-walking expert beyond the eighteenth step and the other two at the peak of the Seventeen-step, they gave Qin Shaofeng the feeling that they simply did not exist.
Was this perhaps the real reason they had been able to appear here without anyone knowing?
A deep sorrow rose in Qin Shaofeng's heart.
His true body had yet to recover much from its grave injuries. Was the Body of Reincarnation about to perish just like this?
The thought had only just surfaced in Qin Shaofeng's heart.
When the dozen-plus attacks had already landed on him.
Qin Shaofeng vaguely saw delight appear in the eyes of the three men.
Yet