"Big Brother, Chu Jiang has more than a hundred Kindling Marks on him—he's a walking great fortune." The Seventh King was a hulking man wielding an enormous broadsword, and a glint of greed flashed through his eyes.
"Chu Jiang." A sharp killing intent flashed in Beitang Ao's eyes. "No matter how great the fortune, you need to be alive to enjoy it."
The Second King, Mei Qishen, let her gaze drift as she said gravely, "Big Brother, Chu Jiang has Wu Yue and a group from Heavenly God Academy by his side. That could be troublesome. Our strength has risen tremendously, but that doesn't mean they haven't encountered their own fortunes."
Besides, if they were determined to hide, they would be hard to find.
"Why go looking for him ourselves and waste all that effort?" Beitang Ao cut her off, a cold curve lifting at the corner of his lips. "I want him to crawl out and beg me on his knees."
His gaze swept over the crowd, his eyes icy. "Pass down the order. Mobilize all our covert forces to hunt down the Heavenly God Academy disciples who entered the secret treasury, especially those close to Chu Jiang. Within three days, I want at least ten captives sent to Soul Severing Valley!"
Mei Qishen froze. "Big Brother, you mean to use hostages to force him? Wouldn't that—"
"Wouldn't that what?" Beitang Ao looked down on her. "In the past, we had to show some restraint. But with the strength of the seven of us now, why should we bother with those petty schemes? I want everyone to know that the Seven Martial Kings Beneath the God are the true number one! The prodigies of the Barren Domain are nothing more than this!"
"Capture them, then spread the word: if