Song Yun was smiling radiantly, but her look of surprise was only feigned — it didn't reach her face. It was as if she had long anticipated that Chu Feng would be able to break through two cultivation levels.
Yet inside Chu Feng's heart, waves of emotion were stirring.
Breaking through one's cultivation in the True God realm was no trivial matter. Chu Feng had already been a rank three True God, and achieving two consecutive breakthroughs was a significant stroke of fortune. But in Song Yun's hands, she had accomplished it with astonishing ease. On top of that, the treasures now in her possession were also extraordinarily powerful.
Setting aside that bizarre dagger for the moment, that black cloth alone — the one capable of concealing extraordinary phenomena — had only hidden the sky from view, yet Chu Feng genuinely felt as though he had entered an entirely different starry sky. This kind of treasure was something Chu Feng had never encountered before; it even surpassed some ruins he had explored.
Chu Feng couldn't help but wonder what sort of opportunity Song Yun had obtained.
Could it be the Demon Prison Tower?
He had previously heard that Song Yun had entered the Demon Prison Tower.
And that Demon Prison Tower had been built by the founder of the Hell Sect.
However, virtually no one who entered the Demon Prison Tower had ever come back alive.
"Your opportunity was no small thing."
"Where did you obtain it?"
"The Demon Prison Tower?" Chu Feng asked.
Rather than letting his imagination run wild with speculation, it was better to simply ask Song Yun directly. Between the two of them, there was nothing he couldn't ask.
"Brother Chu Feng, how did you know about the Demon Prison Tower?" Song Yun asked.
"The Hell Envoy who brought you into the Hell Sect," Chu Feng replied.
"Oh, him. Because he brought me back to the Hell Sect, he was actually given a position of importance."
"But he seems to be dead now," Song Yun said.
"Dead?" Chu Feng asked.
"Mm. He's simply nowhere to be found," Song Yun replied.
"So that's what happened?" Chu Feng murmured, lost in thought.
"Brother Chu Feng, could it be that you ran into him and he told you I had entered the Demon Prison Tower?" Song Yun asked.
"Mm."
Chu Feng didn't hide anything. He told Song Yun everything — how he had coincidentally encountered that Hell Envoy, and how the Envoy had specifically mentioned that Song Yun was trapped, using it as leverage to coerce Chu Feng into following him into the Hell Sect's Prison Infant Divine Summoning Altar.
"You went to the Prison Infant Divine Summoning Altar?"
"And you went there because of me?" Song Yun asked.
"Why are you reacting with such surprise?" Chu Feng asked with a smile.
He had noticed that Song Yun's expression had changed — she no longer wore that look of breezy indifference she usually carried.
"I just never imagined that in Brother Chu Feng's heart, I was so important," Song Yun teased with a grin.
"What kind of thing is that to say?"
"Could it be that in your mind, I'm that cold-hearted?" Chu Feng asked with a laugh.
Song Yun said nothing, but her smile grew even more radiant than before, carrying a rare hint of shyness.
Then suddenly, her expression shifted. "Wait, that's not right."
"What is it? Why the sudden alarm?" Chu Feng asked.
"Brother Chu Feng, that red cloud phenomenon at the Prison Infant Divine Summoning Altar — that was caused by you, wasn't it?" Song Yun asked.
"The phenomenon? What did it look like?" Chu Feng asked.
"The sky filled with red clouds. Wasn't that your doing?" Song Yun pressed.
"It shouldn't have been me. I didn't trigger any phenomenon," Chu Feng said.
"It's impossible. It had to be you."
"If I count the time you described, it matches exactly when the red cloud phenomenon appeared."
"And the Hell Envoy disappeared at that same time too. Baili Zilin must have learned that you were the one who caused the red cloud phenomenon, and then he killed the Envoy to silence him," Song Yun declared.
"What exactly is going on?" Chu Feng asked.