The atmosphere around the mountain was oppressive. Everyone was on edge, watching Yan Ming and the Prison Flood Dragon Demon Venerable.
Once the two began fighting, the battle would inevitably spread in all directions.
When that happened, everyone would seize the chance to fight for the opportunity within the mountain.
None of those who had come here were fools. They naturally had sharp eyes. There was a Spirit Stone Mine within this mountain, and at the very least, it was a Mid-grade Spirit Stone Mine.
Beyond that, a special Dao Rhyme permeated heaven and earth.
There was an eighty to ninety percent chance that it was a Dao Nourishing Spirit Crystal.
The only question was whether there was one piece or several.
But no matter how many there were, this was a Great Opportunity.
Even without Dao Nourishing Spirit Crystals, that Mid-grade Spirit Stone Mine alone was a Great Opportunity. No one would give it up.
Since ancient times, heaven and earth had undergone drastic changes.
Spirit Stones had become increasingly scarce. By now, many people had never even seen one in their entire lives.
Even those who had used or possessed Spirit Stones only had low-grade ones.
Mid-grade Spirit Stones were few enough to count on one's fingers.
Yet the Spirit Stones within this mountain were at least part of a Mid-grade Spirit Stone Mine. There might even be high-grade ones and Dao Nourishing Spirit Crystals.
This was a heaven-sent opportunity, far too much for one person to swallow alone.
But people were selfish creatures. How could they possibly share such fine treasures with others? Naturally, each wanted to claim everything for themselves.
That was precisely why the various forces remained locked in a stalemate, with no one daring to make a rash move.
Otherwise, after all this time,