"He's here!"
Master Pang suddenly spoke.
Zheng Fa and Zhang tuned their Void Spirit Eyes and looked out towards the valley.
The square-faced youth, along with several brothers, was warily afar, watching over the valley.
"So many people..."
One of his companions remarked.
"They're all from the Immortal Sect... This Emperor Liquid should rightfully be our Demon Race's treasure!" Another voiced resentfully: "If one day our Demon Race prospers..."
Fiery determination and loathing alight in the others' eyes—the unspoken words clearly shared among them.
"Big brother... we mustn't let the Emperor Liquid fall into their hands!"
Hearing their words, the square-faced youth shook his head and sighed, "Not to mention that we are merely at the Golden Core stage... the appearance of this Emperor Liquid is quite peculiar."
"You're just too cautious, Big Brother!"
