Negotiations, Zhengjiao's Calculations

When Zhengjiao, hidden in the black cloud, heard True Lord Kongyou calling for Chen Feng, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he had put on an extremely arrogant front, he knew full well that he could attack once more at most before the power of his Divine Soul ran dry.

After that, he would need a long time to recover.

It was obviously impossible to take down True Lord Kongyou with a single move.

Not only did his opponent have a Pseudo Spirit Treasure, he surely had other means as well.

I'll leave that kid to handle it. I've done my best anyway, Zhengjiao thought to himself.

Even if Chen Feng ultimately compromised with True Lord Kongyou, it would have nothing to do with him.

He wouldn't be the one losing face.

After True Lord Kongyou spoke, silence still reigned all around, for Chen Feng did not appear.

True Lord Kongyou looked toward the black cloud and said, "It seems your sect master is unwilling to show himself."

Zhengjiao's cold snort rang out. "You're welcome to enter Yingzhou and find him yourself."

Zhengjiao knew that if Chen Feng was within Yingzhou, his combat strength could even rival a Nascent Soul cultivator's.

Hearing this, True Lord Kongyou smiled and said, "That won't be necessary. This is merely a misunderstanding. We only need to clear it up; there's no need to go to Yingzhou."

For some reason, when Zhengjiao suggested going to Yingzhou, True Lord Kongyou had the feeling that something was amiss.

It was a premonition of danger.

"This is no misunderstanding." A voice came from afar.

True Lord Kongyou and everyone present immediately turned to look. On the Black Coast not far away, Chen Feng stood with his hands behind his back.

At the sight of Chen Feng, True