Inside the ruined tower, after the purple-robed old man swept his gaze over the black-clad youth, it fell upon the red-robed old woman again. He spoke calmly, exposing her identity as a poison cultivator in a single sentence.
He had not gone directly after Li Yan. Those ghosts were enough to keep the other party occupied for a while. Besides, he knew the red-robed old woman's background.
Yet at this moment, the red-robed old woman did not recognize him after his altered appearance. Or rather, even if he revealed his true face, she might not necessarily remember him.
Moreover, the black-clad youth gave him a dangerous feeling. Thus, he would deal with the red-robed old woman, whom he understood better, first. Otherwise, once the two discovered more clues later on, they might join forces without hesitation.
The purple-robed old man's words made the red-robed old woman's eyes fly wide open. The other party actually knew the details of her poison cultivation? Yet why did she not recognize him?
"Who exactly are you?"
Whenever the red-robed old woman fought others, she habitually held back her true strength at first, then waited for a chance to strike. More precisely, she would suddenly poison them in secret.
The cultivation technique she practiced appeared brimming with vigorous life due to its wood attribute, entirely like the methods of so-called righteous cultivators.
In truth, however, she was a vicious and ruthless poison cultivator feared by all. The poisons she studied were deadly toxins derived from spirit plants, while her cultivation technique absorbed both the dense spiritual energy and toxicity within such plants.
What she usually displayed was the vitality brought by that rich spiritual energy, which deeply concealed its fatal toxicity. Any cultivator unfamiliar with her would never imagine that she was a terrifying poison