"The Heavenly Secrets Tower?"
"Were you people from the Heavenly Secrets Tower born flies? Why do I run into you wherever I go?"
The woman in red frowned slightly, tightening her grip on her spear.
"What do you mean by that, fellow Daoist?"
Chen Changqing raised two fingers and waved them lazily.
"Exactly what I said."
"Just half an hour ago, I cut the head off a man named Feng Tian, who called himself the thirty-seventh tower master."
"And Feng Yu, ranked tenth, brought dozens of people to make trouble for me. By now, his meridians are probably all severed, and he's waiting to die in some pit at the foot of the mountain."
"Do all your high-ranking young tower masters like flocking together to their deaths?"
"What?!"
The woman in red's expression changed drastically, and her spiritual power surged uncontrollably around her.
The only direct-line members of the Heavenly Secrets Tower who had entered the Land of the Heavenly Void to compete for opportunities this time were her and the brothers Feng Yu and Feng Tian.
Although Feng Yu was only a Half-step True Lord, his Heavenly Secrets Mystique and his formation of deathsworn warriors allowed him to hold his own even against an ordinary True Lord.
Not to mention the many life-saving trump cards Feng Tian carried.
Had those two actually fallen at the hands of the Tribulation Transcendence cultivator before her?
Wait.
The bounty.
Late Tribulation Crossing.
Fighting dozens of cultivators single-handedly.
A flash of inspiration struck Red Robe. All the pieces instantly fell into place, and she blurted out,
"You're Shushan's foremost Holy Son, Chen Changqing?!"
"Looks like I'm a little more famous than I thought."
Chen Changqing smiled faintly.
"Now that you recognize me, this makes things much easier."
"Those two coveted the bounties offered