Blood Rain Continent.
Peng Mountain!
Two figures walked out of a cave abode. They exchanged a glance, greed glittering in both their eyes.
"Big Brother, did you receive the news?"
"I did. Daoist Qu sent it. Apparently, a Spirit Transformation Cultivator is carrying a Dao Artifact and is being hunted by countless rogue cultivators."
"Then what do we do?"
"What Heaven grants, if not taken, brings calamity instead. You and I have been stuck at Late Spirit Transformation for centuries. If we can obtain that treasure, we may have hope of advancing further!"
As the elder brother of the pair, he spoke with confidence that victory was already in his grasp.
The younger brother, however, sounded somewhat hesitant.
"But that person does not seem easy to deal with. Several fellow cultivators of the same realm have already died beneath his sword."
The elder brother shook his head. "At the end of the day, he is merely in the Spirit Transformation Realm. The reason he can slaughter in all directions is only because he also cultivates the Body Tempering path. It is nothing to fear. Have you forgotten the treasure we acquired when we explored that secret realm?"
The younger brother's eyes lit up. "The Quicksand Pot? Have you already refined it?"
The elder brother gave a confident grunt.
The hesitation in the younger brother's eyes vanished in an instant. "The Bone-Dissolving Divine Sand within the Quicksand Pot can dissolve even Nine Yang Geng Metal. Back when we explored that secret realm together, several Spirit Transformation Cultivators tried to subdue it, and more than half their bodies were destroyed. If you have truly refined the Quicksand Pot, Big Brother, then it truly counters those who specialize in body cultivation."
"Let's go. Do not let the others beat us to it!"
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