"Let's go!"
Eagle Mountain watched as the Tianli Sect began dividing the spoils and could only leave bitterly with his people.
They had fought over Red Crane, yet they had even lost their sect.
The Thunder Eagle Clan was no stronger than Nine Mandarin Duck Mountain. If they truly continued fighting, the outcome would likely be no different.
Eagle Mountain led three Heavenly Venerates into the void and vanished.
"We should leave as well!"
Bei Lin looked toward the Heavenly Venerates of the other three clans. The five Heavenly Venerates flashed away. They had battled Tianli Sect for many years; Nine Mandarin Duck Mountain had fallen, and the Thunder Eagle Clan had departed. If they did not leave now, they would be in danger.
Fang Mo swept his gaze over the Heavenly Venerates of the clans that were leaving. A chill flashed through his eyes, but he did not stop them.
"Sect Master Fang, how should these exotic beasts be divided?"
At that moment, a Heavenly Venerate asked aloud. This was also the question everyone cared about most. The six exotic beasts varied in strength. The strongest was a fourth-realm Sacred Envoy Fang Mo had slain, while the weakest was merely first realm.
Thus, everyone turned their eyes toward Fang Mo to see how he would distribute them.
Everyone understood that they would be fortunate if they could receive the three weakest beasts.
Fang Mo looked at the crowd and slowly said, "I slew this black dragon alone, so my sect will take it. Does anyone have any objections?"
"No objections. Sect Master Fang killed this one himself. It would be fine even if it were not counted among the total gains. Yet Sect Master Fang has brought it out for discussion—this truly shows how righteous and magnanimous he is!"