At this moment, Qin Fengming had concealed his aura with the power of talismanic patterns. In Fellow Cultivator Yu's eyes, Qin Fengming's cultivation realm should be on par with his own—he was also a late-stage Ghost Lord cultivator.
The very cultivators Crimson Sky City was seeking this time were late-stage Ghost Lords or above.
The reason Crimson Sky Tower had prepared a private room for him in advance was probably that Fellow Cultivator Yu had been waiting for a suitable cultivator to arrive these past dozen-odd days. He had said that as soon as one appeared, he would invite them directly to Crimson Sky Tower.
However, time had been far too tight, and he still had not encountered a single Great Cultivator.
Seeing Qin Fengming's calm and composed appearance, Fellow Cultivator Yu could not help admiring his ability to keep his composure. Even he would inevitably have felt uneasy and shown it if he had suddenly encountered such a matter.
"Fellow Daoist Qin came to Crimson Sky City. Surely you didn't come here merely to stroll around. You should be planning to enter the Scorching Sand Mountain Range, right?" Fellow Cultivator Yu looked at Qin Fengming and spoke.
"Of course. This Qin came precisely to enter the Scorching Sand Mountain Range."
"If you intend to enter the Scorching Sand Mountain Range, then we can have a proper discussion." Fellow Cultivator Yu remained unhurried, his eyes gleaming as he looked at Qin Fengming, and his tone gradually became much gentler.
"A discussion? But what is there to discuss?" Qin Fengming raised his brows slightly and asked.
"This matter concerns your entry into the Scorching Sand Mountain Range. The reason my Crimson Sky City was built here was, first, to provide a place for Fellow Daoists entering and leaving the Scorching Sand