Lin Baichuan's seemingly casual remark was clearly an attempt to sow discord.
Yet everyone fell silent.
This was an open scheme.
Lin Baichuan had never intended to hide anything from the start, yet he had deliberately said it this way precisely to drive a wedge between them.
Because he knew very well that these people were not of one mind.
Not to mention the three groups—even within each group, they were far from being a solid slab of iron.
Take the Demon Race, for instance. More than a hundred of them were divided into five factions, each led by a peak Immortal Emperor Realm expert.
The Earth Origin Demon Emperor was merely one of them.
Every heart harbored different thoughts.
And there was only one Earth Origin Bodhi Seed. It was destined that none of them could truly be of one mind; mutual vigilance was perfectly normal.
"You little bastard, don't even think about sowing discord! You're at death's door and still trying to pull this kind of trick—you're simply courting death..."
The Earth Origin Demon Emperor gritted his teeth and growled.
"Then tell me, who should I give this thing to?"
Lin Baichuan still wore a broad smile.
"Of course, give it to me..."
The Earth Origin Demon Emperor blurted it out.
But the instant the words left his mouth, he realized he had misspoken. His face darkened so much it seemed water could drip from it.
At that moment, everyone else turned to look at him.
Their gazes were inexplicable and deeply meaningful.
There was only one item. If it went to you, Earth Origin Demon Emperor, then what were we? Were we working for you for nothing?
"Everyone, this brat harbors the heart of a wolf and the ambitions of a wild beast. He is clearly trying