Where the Purple-robed Disciples of Wujian Tower gathered.
"Brother Yangzhou, Brother Yuan, Dong Bo seems to have spent time with you before?" a Purple-robed Disciple asked.
"Hmm, we hit it off at first sight." Luo Feng and the Primordial Ancestor wore faint smiles, but did not elaborate on their relationship with Hong.
The information Hong had provided when registering with Wujian Tower identified him as an independent cultivator from Chaos Void Continent.
In truth, that was not exactly a lie; it merely differed somewhat from the actual truth.
Even if the various factions investigated, they would find no issues.
Hong truly did come from Chaos Void Continent, though before arriving there, he had come from the Universe Sea.
However, those factions could never trace his origins back to the Universe Sea.
Because of the strength he had displayed, Hong had already made a name for himself and drawn the attention of many disciples from the major factions participating in the assembly.
More people were concerned with how far this independent cultivator could make it on the Sixth Layer of Yuan Shen Palace.
Hong had arrived above a vast black lava lake in the Sixth Layer's space. Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle~~ Countless bubbles rose across the lava lake, and then the entire lake began to surge. A vague figure slowly emerged from its depths—a slender female silhouette with wild blackish-purple hair cascading behind her, two thick black curved horns on her head, blood-red eyes, and a barbed tail extending from behind her and lashing through the air like a whip, producing sharp cracking sounds. She wore ancient black armor that looked immensely heavy and held a massive executioner's blade taller than herself.
"Another little one has come." The black-armored woman stared at the newly appeared Hong, parting her crimson lips to reveal