Tianxianzi and the others did not understand the meaning of Feng Wuchen's words, but they were aware of the grudge between the Dragon God Holy Temple and the Martial Soul Holy Palace.
"Hmph!" However, Nangong Xuan's old face looked very unpleasant, as his fierce gaze swept over Feng Wuchen.
If it weren't for being in the Soul-Pillar Pagoda, Nangong Xuan would have definitely killed Feng Wuchen with a single palm.
Nangong Xuan squinted his old eyes, and coldly snorted, "Supreme Leader, you've hidden yourself very deeply indeed."
"Elder Nangong Xuan, I have a grand gift for you, you will receive it shortly, hope you accept it with a smile," Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile, looking exceedingly provocative.
"Hmph, I hope your grand gift will satisfy this elder," Nangong Xuan replied indifferently, his words carrying a hint of anger.
Feng Wuchen shrugged and nonchalantly said, "That I cannot guarantee, but I believe it will certainly make Elder Nangong Xuan quite 'excited'."
