Aigulie was dividing the spoils with Aiguda and the other higher-ups of the Ancient God Race. They had emptied the Cloud Mist Demon's treasure vault, accumulated over a million years, and countless soul crystals, weapons, materials, and other treasures lay casually piled in the center of the camp.
"My brother, come help out. You have plenty of ideas, so give me some advice." When Aigulie spotted Lu Yang, his eyes lit up as if he had found a lifeline.
However, Aiguda and the many Ancient God Race higher-ups looked at Lu Yang with wariness, suspicion, and guilt in their eyes.
Lu Yang greeted them as he walked over and asked with a smile, "What is it?"
"It's all this stuff." Aigulie pointed at the items before him with a troubled expression. "I can't figure out what the Cloud Mist Demon Race was thinking. Their treasure vault had so few Source Soul Crystals and Source Sky Crystals, while the rest of this stuff is useless to us."
Aiguda said, "Everyone wants the Source Sky Crystals, but there aren't nearly enough to divide up. Do you have any ideas?"
Lu Yang could not help sighing. Among the treasures before them, even the Silver Moon Holy Sword had been tossed into a corner. The main higher-ups of the Ancient God Race were gathered around a pile of Source Sky Crystals and divine-grade Source Soul Crystals. Clearly, the Ancient God Race had never achieved such a great victory in their history, and they had no idea what to do with things their own race did not need.
After all, this race had been oppressed for tens of millions of years. Every God-Affiliated Race on the Four God Star in the polar region was beyond the Ancient God Race's ability to defeat. They had never