There was no response.
Until Fu Qian made his way to Brother TP's side, not a thing stirred in the entire expanse of complicated patterns, just a silent, watchful gaze.
Sacrificing five Second-Dimension Zombies to simultaneously take out both the Sage and himself was acceptable.
But using this trump card to only kill himself, the Holy Grail seemed unwilling to make such a deal.
This situation wasn't too surprising.
In fact, Fu Qian had already thought of a way to deal with this unseen deathtrap long ago.
The simplest method could be found right before his eyes.
Enter in succession, open the passage, and then ensure that there was only one person in the chamber at any time.
As long as the Sage Old Master, with the capability to counteract with Insight, stayed behind, then at worst it would just mean sacrificing a few sacrificial pawns.
