Inside a secret chamber, the atmosphere was heavy.
BANG!
An expensive mahogany table shattered into several pieces from a single slam of a hand, scaring the guard who had come to report the news so much that he trembled, not daring to look up at the powerful figures before him.
"I never expected that sending Ma Liangpeng to your Celestial Phoenix Tower would result in this! Not only is Ma Liangpeng dead, but even Steward Fu is dead!" said Qingyun Cheng, the Sect Master of the Divine Forging Sect. His gaze was icy, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Several of our stewards and a Pavilion Master are dead, too. You think we're pleased about this?"
The man sitting beside him, Xiang Tianya, the Grand Pavilion Master of the Celestial Phoenix Tower, appeared calmer, but his eyes blazed with fury.
