The faces of everyone present changed drastically at Jian Wushuang's words.
What did he mean by that? He wanted to take all the Treasure for himself! How arrogant!
Wan Tianming, Beichen, Yan Chitian, and the others clenched their fists, utterly unconvinced.
Chu Yue gnashed her teeth in fury. The members of the other families and sects glared at him. With the Treasure right in front of them, how could they possibly give it up?
"What, don't you like it?" Jian Wushuang sneered, taking a cold step forward as his Sword Intent erupted, sweeping through the surroundings.
The force sent Wan Tianming, Beichen, Chu Yue, and the others staggering back, their blood roiling within them. They were dumbfounded. How could this be? We can't even withstand a single wisp of his aura?
The other disciples fared even worse. Some were forced back a dozen steps, while others fell directly to their knees.
