"Heavenly Phoenix Majesty, there's no need to get worked up. I came here this time only to make a deal with you. I mean no harm whatsoever."
Qiangu Qingfeng, concealed beneath the black robe, spoke truthfully. The fluctuations of Soul Power around him had already been disguised by Nan Fusheng, so he was not afraid of being recognized by Leng Yaozhu. Naturally, he dared to make his move openly.
"Oh? Someone sneaking around and too afraid to even show his face actually dares to come to the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters and make a deal with me?"
Leng Yaozhu narrowed her eyes, calmly returning the mockery. Though the other party was stronger than her, she did not appear flustered in the slightest.
If she had suddenly encountered a Quasi-God outside, she certainly would have treated the situation with utmost caution. But where were they now?
This was the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters, her territory. With the advantage of home ground, there was naturally no reason for her to panic.
After all, even if the other party was a Quasi-God, there was no way he could silently deal with her. If a fight truly broke out, the unlucky one would definitely be him.
How could the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters be a place that could be easily thrown into chaos? This was one of the core locations of the Douluo Continent, as well as a holy land in the hearts of Soul Masters. Its majesty could not be violated.
The outer defenses alone were as impregnable as a fortress, every inch of land meticulously designed. The massive city walls had been forged from special materials mixed with refined steel, etched with countless ancient and mysterious runes.
These runes usually emitted a faint glow, yet contained immense power. Once an enemy invaded, the runes would