Although he did not know what this white-robed, ghost-masked lecher was talking about, Great Immortal Tantai had caught an extremely important piece of information from his words.
This lecher... This Holy Lord the white-robed, ghost-masked man had mentioned!
What kind of person would be called a Holy Lord?
In Great Immortal Tantai's understanding, the true controllers of the various Holy Lands in Kunlun were usually called Holy Lords... But she racked her brains and still could not think of any Holy Lord in Kunlun who was powerful enough to scheme against a Time Realm Lord on equal terms with a Tianzun.
There was only one possibility: the Holy Lord this lecher had mentioned was not the same concept as the Holy Lord she understood.
Then the question was... who exactly was this Holy Lord?
Since she could grow stronger, she absolutely would not show off, and since she could avoid dying, she would not spout nonsense. At this moment, Great Immortal Tantai was also a member of the survival-first crowd. Facing the Time Realm Lord and the white-robed lecher, her best choice was to remain silent.
In any case, she had lost all her power and could not escape anywhere... Trying to slip away in front of two terrifying big shots like these? Was she kidding?
"You... aren't from this era. Who are you?"
In that heavy, oppressive atmosphere, the Time Realm Lord seemed to squeeze the words out of its throat... The relaxed feeling was gone.
"Then who are you?" the white-robed, ghost-masked man said indifferently. "Are you also from this era? Or, as this young lady said, are you merely a despicable person hiding behind a screen and peeping?"
The Time Realm Lord sneered. "There are always lowly mortals who want to challenge the master of time.