For prodigies among Mahayana cultivators like Wei Tu and Purple Chi Lord, though both their strength and prospects were exceedingly promising, they were still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the Tribulation Transcendence realm...
Therefore, even if they might provoke the wariness of Tribulation Transcendence immortals like them, with such ample "room for redundancy," none would readily reveal that wariness.
Especially at this critical juncture, they would not cripple themselves over such a matter.
"If Qing'er had participated in this battle, she should have been able to render merits just like Wei Tu..."
Yet at this moment, as though Madam Jade Luo had recalled something, uncertainty flickered across her lovely face.
There was no other reason. As a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator of the Spirit Realm, she had long heard from other cultivators the rumor that Feng Qing and Wei Tu had jointly been honored as the Spirit Realm's two banished immortals...
Now that Wei Tu had achieved such a brilliant victory, it was only natural that she thought of that junior clansman whom she thought highly of.
Yet the moment this thought arose, a trace of coldness could not help appearing in her eyes.
However, that "coldness" was not directed at Wei Tu, but at Feng Qing.
Five hundred years!
More than five hundred years had passed since Feng Qing's "disappearance."
Although she could infer from the death of the "split soul" placed within Feng Qing that Feng Qing likely... had also encountered a life-threatening danger.
Her intuition told her that the matter was far from that simple.
For even if Feng Qing had already perished, it would not have been difficult for her Tribulation Transcendence split soul to relay this intelligence back to her "main body."
Unless... Feng Qing had gone to some of those "dangerous lands"