"Though I don't have any confidence at all, I still want to give it a try." Qiying Fofeng spoke to Uchiha Madara with utmost seriousness. "I want to see exactly where my limits lie."
"Besides, if I really end up in danger, Master surely won't just stand by and do nothing, right?" Qiying Fofeng said with a smile.
Uchiha Madara shook his head and said to Qiying Fofeng, "I told you, I don't know how to do anything, and I don't understand any of this."
"So don't expect me to be able to help you. You'll have to rely on yourself for everything," Uchiha Madara said.
"If you don't think you can do it now, then go back and prepare for three days. But by then, I won't be here anymore," Uchiha Madara told Qiying Fofeng.
"Then I won't prepare!" Qiying Fofeng declared as though he had made a momentous decision. "I refuse to believe that all my years of cultivation can't measure up to an evil spirit born from sacrificial yin hours."
"Since you're so confident, let's go over there now," Uchiha Madara said with a smile.
Naturally, Uchiha Madara had no idea how terrifying the thing Qiying Fofeng was talking about truly was. But he believed that no matter how formidable something was, as long as he destroyed it completely, the problem would be solved.
Besides, this so-called evil spirit was merely hiding in the warehouse and did not even dare to come out. If he could not deal with a problem like that, there would be no point in handling what came afterward.
Seeing Uchiha Madara's relaxed expression, Qiying Fofeng felt as if he had swallowed a calming pill.
In Qiying Fofeng's mind, Uchiha Madara had always been an exorcism master of unfathomable strength. Especially now—after hearing