Nangong Zhiyun: "Power belongs to the capable, not to mention that this place is not even within the jurisdiction of Dongting Mansion, nor has it entered the range of the blood refining energy. Your words might be a bit too subjective."
He Yuanqiu: "Are you insisting on making an enemy of my Dongting Mansion?"
No matter which region, if Dongting Mansion desires it, could it be snatched away by others?
Nangong Zhiyun's expression is cold and sharp, she indifferently said: "If it's about seizing treasures and being able to offer them to Dongting Mansion, then I would consider that Elder He, you can indeed represent Dongting Mansion."
He Yuanqiu's face slightly changed, and he spoke no more. The reason they were still confronting each other and attacking with words was nothing but—the treasure at the core of the Spiritual Tide had not yet emerged.
They were waiting.
