"Fellow cultivator, is what you said true?"
The old man asked in disbelief.
"I once read in a book that the Soul Devouring Token is a demonic artifact—one possessed only by the Sky Demon Clan!"
After speaking, Lu Ren glanced at Tuo Feng. Although he could sense no demonic aura from Tuo Feng and was certain he was not a Sky Demon, the Soul Devouring Token was undoubtedly a demonic artifact. Perhaps the Nine Dragon Saint had given it to him.
At Lu Ren's words, the Martial Emperors backed away one after another, watching Tuo Feng warily.
"Hahaha!"
Tuo Feng laughed, utterly unconcerned. He stared at Lu Ren and said, "I didn't expect anyone among you to have such sharp eyes. You even recognized the Soul Devouring Token!"
"Tuo Feng, what exactly are you trying to do? We sincerely wanted to join Tong Shen Men, so why do you want to control us?"
Jin Biao spoke furiously.
Tuo Feng was powerful, having reached the Fifth Stage Martial Emperor, but their group had more than a dozen Fourth Stage Martial Emperors and quite a few Third Stage Martial Emperors. If they truly joined forces, they might not have to fear him.
Smiling, Tuo Feng paced back and forth as leisurely as if strolling through a courtyard. "Every protector of Tong Shen Men recruits for a fixed period of ten years. During that time, through your conversations with fellow independent cultivators and the news you pass by word of mouth, we gather leads from you on materials made of divine iron!"
"When the ten years are up, I summon all of you and bring you into Tong Shen Men. That way, the Four Great Hidden Families won't learn anything about us!"
Tuo Feng swept his gaze over them, a trace of killing