"What favor? If it requires me to harm my clan's interests, then Fellow Daoist Luo need not say another word."
Xu Feng was by no means one to fear death. He immediately spoke with utmost vigilance.
"The Spirit Race and the Yaksha Race are about to go to war!"
Luo Hong suddenly made this startling declaration. Without waiting for Xu Feng to refute him, he forcefully cut him off:
"Fellow Daoist Xu's cultivation is not low, so you have access to some of your clan's secrets. I imagine you have long been aware of this.
Though Luo is an Ascended Cultivator, I have considerable ties to the demon clans of the Spirit World. You should recognize this token, shouldn't you?"
"The Black Phoenix Token!"
Xu Feng's eyes widened.
He had never imagined that a Deity Transformation Cultivator who had ascended to the Spirit World only days ago would actually be a secret envoy under the Black Phoenix Demon King.
True Spirit Blood, the Black Phoenix Token!
This man's background was anything but ordinary. He was far beyond an average first-generation Ascended Cultivator!
Good! As long as he recognizes it, things will be much easier!
Luo Hong carefully observed Xu Feng's expression. Seeing his shock turn into concern, he knew that his purpose in voluntarily revealing his identity as a Black Phoenix Envoy had been achieved.
If he wanted Xu Feng to cooperate obediently, he first had to dispel the man's thoughts of eliminating him. With a real threat hanging over him, the only option was to make him wary of acting rashly.
In Xu Feng's original understanding, Luo Hong was a lower-realm cultivator who had just ascended to the Spirit World. Alone and without backing, he was an insignificant figure whose sudden death would draw no serious investigation.
In that