Sword Qi! The Female Sword Immortal!

"I wouldn't dare spout nonsense." Lin Feng answered at once.

Yet Golden Phoenix King's eyes spun slyly, a crafty glint flashing and vanishing in an instant. He put on a solemn expression and said, "It won't be difficult for me to help you escape, but you must first remove the Dragon-Tiger Altar's restraints. Otherwise, forgive me for refusing."

Golden Phoenix King was no fool.

With one turn of his mind, he knew why Lin Feng had kept him trapped in Eight-Scenery Tower all these years.

Since the opportunity was rare, he naturally wanted to press his advantage.

"That's impossible."

"Without the Dragon-Tiger Altar, wouldn't I be blind if you left on your own?"

Lin Feng shook his head.

Without a means to restrain Golden Phoenix King, given his temperament, Lin Feng would have great difficulty keeping him under control.

Seeing Golden Phoenix King's expression suddenly change as he prepared to fly into a rage, Lin Feng calmly said, "Brother Daoist, don't be angry. I can swear that as long as you follow my plan, I will definitely set you free once we leave Bleak-Cold Ravine."

To Lin Feng, freeing Golden Phoenix King was nothing.

The prerequisite was—

They first had to leave Bleak-Cold Ravine.

Otherwise, whether Golden Phoenix King ran away outright or slacked off and deceived him before secretly slipping away, neither possibility was within his control.

"Helping you get out won't be difficult, but you must first remove the Dragon-Tiger Altar." Thinking he had Lin Feng in his grasp, Golden Phoenix King said forcefully.

"You have no sincerity, Brother Daoist."

"In that case, we'll discuss it another time."

Lin Feng refused to yield even an inch. He gently shook the Eight-Scenery Tower in his hand and prepared to take Golden Phoenix King back inside.

The moment Golden Phoenix