Dijiang Robs Lingbao! The Demon Clan's Money-Delivering Boys Arrive

In the western Primordial Wilderness, within a dead, silent void shrouded by fierce winds year-round.

Space suddenly rippled strangely, and several towering, iron-tower-like figures silently emerged from spatial cracks.

The leader wore a short beast-hide outfit, his muscles knotted, his entire body radiating suffocating fluctuations of Space Law.

It was Dijiang, the Space Ancestor Witch, who had just returned from the Underworld after receiving his orders.

Behind him stood Zhu Rong, the Ancestor Witch of Fire, and Gong Gong, Ancestor Witch of Water.

These three top combatants of the Wu Clan were now crouching behind a massive meteorite in the void like three bandits preparing to knock someone out from behind, peering toward the distant activity.

"Big Brother, are you sure those Mottled Birds from the Demon Clan will pass through here?"

Zhu Rong rubbed his hands boredly, clusters of scorching Southern Bright Li Fire dancing at his fingertips and warping the surrounding void with their heat.

He had a fiery temper and hated this sort of stakeout and ambush work the most.

"Shut up. Put away those sparks. Don't alert them."

Dijiang slapped the back of Zhu Rong's head and cursed in a lowered voice.

"The Great Emperor's intelligence cannot be wrong."

"This is the fastest hidden route from the Yao Realm to Mount Sumeru. That old crow Di Jun is in a hurry to send Lingbao there to curry favor with the Western Teachings, so he'll definitely take this route."

Gong Gong sneered at the side, water vapor billowing around his body.

"That old bastard Di Jun is certainly generous. Three Innate Spiritual Treasures, handed over to those two baldies just like that."

"Today, we brothers will collect them on his behalf. It'll count as a grand gift for the Great Emperor."

At the mention of Great Emperor