Deep within a verdant mountain range stretching tens of thousands of miles, beneath a hidden waterfall plunging straight from the heavens, two groups of cultivators stood in confrontation. Below the waterfall lay a pool several dozen zhang wide. A gigantic blue python lay sprawled at the pool's edge, while a millstone-sized serpent head had rolled some distance away.
Behind the waterfall, a pale white light screen could vaguely be seen. It was clearly a Restriction.
Wang Jiyu and Ouyang Mingyue stood close together beneath an Earth Yellow Light Screen. Opposite them stood four Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the Rogue Cultivator Alliance. Their leader was a tall Black-robed Youth, his chest bulging with slabs of powerful muscle.
"Don't go too far, Wang Family. We clearly found this Restriction first, and now you want a share of the spoils too?"
The Black-robed Youth spoke with a frosty expression. After they had slain a high-grade Tier 2 demon python, they had unexpectedly discovered this Restriction, which was very likely left behind by someone from the past.
One had to know that the Five Dragons Mystic Realm had last opened over a thousand years ago. This Restriction might have been left behind by cultivators who entered the mystic realm, or it might have been left by members of the Five Dragons Palace. Either way, they had no desire to let outsiders lay a hand on it.
"What a joke. Does the mystic realm belong to your Rogue Cultivator Alliance? If our Wang Family hadn't produced two Tokens, could your Rogue Cultivator Alliance have entered the mystic realm at all?"
Wang Jiyu sneered, his face full of disdain.
He had previously been attacked by cultivators from the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, and he instinctively rejected them.
They had heard the thunderous sounds of battle and quietly