"Enough!"
Just as Xue Fei and True Lord Hao were rubbing their hands in anticipation, a sharp shout suddenly rang out.
Baili Cheng spun around, swept his gaze over the two men locked in a needle-to-needle confrontation, and barked, "I really don't know what to say about you two! This is the Ten Thousand Mothers Relic, not the back garden of your Azure Fire Valley and Heaven Severing Sect! You've fought outside for hundreds of years and still aren't satisfied? You came to this dragon's pool and tiger's lair and still want to fight? Have you forgotten what you came here for?"
"What else, then? There's only one Immortal Spirit Grass. The three of us can join forces to break the formation, but there aren't three Immortal Spirit Grasses!"
Xue Fei snorted coldly.
Baili Cheng glanced at the crowd following far behind them and said meaningfully, "Don't forget, the Saint Immortal Realm experts who entered the Ten Thousand Mothers Relic are far more than just the three of us. Do you think those people aren't eyeing the Immortal Spirit Grass? They're probably already on their way here! If we find the Immortal Spirit Grass and start beating each other bloody over it, we'll only let others reap the fisherman's profit! You're truly muddled with age!"
Xue Fei and True Lord Hao's expressions changed slightly at the same time.
Baili Cheng had a point. They all knew that the great powers coveting the Immortal Spirit Grass numbered far more than three.
Seeing their auras subside somewhat, Baili Cheng pondered for a moment before continuing, "There is only one Immortal Spirit Grass. The three of us are working together to break the formation, and our goal is the same. Right now, none of us knows where it is or how to find